What y'all have been waiting for: Aiden Blacksmith's POV. Now, what do you think happens next? Xoxo.
OLIVIAI can feel his gaze burning into me. It has to be him. Who else would keep their eyes glued on me in the restaurant instead of minding their own business? I turn to face the source of the stare, and my eyes meet his intense, dark honey brown eyes. I quickly look away, not wanting to hold his gaze. “ This is stupid,” I tell myself.Is it really stupid to be feeling this way, or am I just fooling myself? Why should I be feeling all fluttery just from meeting his eyes? That's the real stupid thing. “He's staring at you again, isn't he?” Ashley asks, sipping her drink. I nod, biting my lip. “ Yes, he is.” I have no idea what's going on in Aiden's mind, but whatever it is, he needs to realize that he looks like a total creep when he stares at me like that.It's been over a week since the whole mess. No contact, not even a text. Yet, he always seems to have his eyes glued to me, whether we're at school or he is at home with Sarah. "What's up with Mr. Hottie? He's like a hawk, m
OLIVIAMy lashes flutter, my gaze locked on the phone in my hand, on the text that seems to grow bolder with each passing second.No, I won't let myself be fooled. I won't fall for Aiden’s tricks, not this time. This can't be for me. Aiden must have made another mistake again. My gaze never leaves the screen as I wait for the “ it was a mistake” message. But, it never comes. I begin to suspect that this is more than a slip of the finger. This is serious.But why? Why would Aiden send me this text after constantly ignoring me and giving me those lingering stares? Is this just another ploy to remain on my mind? If so, it is working. He's always been there, occupying a corner of my thoughts.Wait, does he expect me to reply? Am I being an idiot? Of course, he does.I inhale, hold my breath for a moment, then let it out slowly. It's time to strike back. I won't answer his 'I miss you' text, no matter how many butterflies it sends fluttering through my stomach. He doesn't deserve to be
AIDENIt must have gotten to her. The bouquet of flowers.What's wrong with me? I've never been like this before. I've never been one to pursue a girl like this. Sending flowers to a girl, or even trying to win her back, swallowing my pride and sending an “ I miss you” text. I've never been the type to do all that.Damn it. She's not just some random girl—she's my best friend's sister. That should make her off-limits. But, screw it. I don't give a fuck. All I know is that I feel something different for her. I've always had a soft spot for her, but this time I feel like it is deeper than that. Something that's hard to pin down. It's not just the usual things like her eyes, her smile, or her energy. It's not even about wanting to sleep with her. I just don't know. I think I like her more than I've ever liked any other girl. I am not sure if it's because I hurt her, but whatever it is, I just want Olivia. I want to feel my fingers on her skin, feel her body tense beneath my touch. I
OLIVIA"Fuck, she moans loudly. She really does. I just had to shut her up with a kiss," Aiden rambles, chuckling. "I know I am good in bed, but I didn't want her to put me in trouble by moaning so loudly.""And yet, she used to pretend to be the holiest girl in the whole college. What a crazy hypocrite!" My sister, Sarah laughs.I clench my fist. Is this what I get by agreeing to come to school with my sister and her jerk of a best friend who can't stop talking about his sex escapades?I almost let out a hiss. All they've been doing since we left my house is talk about sex. Can't they talk about books? Can't they talk about sci-fi movies? Can't they talk about animes? I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I should not blame them. They're not like me. It's my car I should be annoyed with. If it had not broken down this morning, I wouldn't be in this crazy situation. "Get a grip on yourself, Olivia. I'll survive this ride," I mutter under my breath. For a moment, the car
OLIVIA"What does he smell like? What does his touch feel like? " Ashley's high-pitched voice echoes in my ear. "You guys were standing so close, what on earth did you see in his eyes?" I let out a sharp breath, covering my ears with my hands. I am already tired of the questions she was asking. Aiden's scent? The feel of his touch? Why the hell should I know all that? And, why do I have such a crazy friend? I am not even crazy. How do I end up with a friend like that, and the only friend I have in school at that?Ashley's eyes widened. "Aiden said something to you. His voice made you wet, right? I wish it was me," She mumbled, picking her words one after the other. I shake my head, giving her a deadly glare. I somehow find myself thinking about his voice. His voice is husky, but when he spoke to me, his voice was low and gentle. His voice is enticing too. I want to hear him whisper in my ear, or read my favorite books in my ear while his hand is between my thighs.What the hell am
OLIVIAI keep my eyes on Nathan till he leaves the restaurant and disappears from my sight. I turn to my best friend, Ashley who already has a mischievous grin on her face. I am not surprised, I know she would do something silly. Ashley winks at me and then squeals loudly, attracting stares from the few people scattered around the restaurant. Damn, social anxiety is scary for this girl!I take a deep breath, letting her do whatever she likes. This is going to be one of those moments where I just let her have her fun. "I said it!" Ashey exclaims."Just shut the fuck up," I snap at her, lifting my glass to take a sip of the fruit juice I got."You fûcking like Aiden Blacksmith," Ashley whispers, leaning close to me. "And you are acting like you don't give a fuck about him."I give a half shrug. "I don't give a flying fuck about him. I don't like him, Ashley," I mutter."He's my sister's best friend. It would be weird to like him," I add."You can keep the fact that he is your sister'
OLIVIAAiden's arm, which had been wrapped around my waist, loosens suddenly. I almost trip as I move away from him.My sister just caught me almost kissing her best friend, which is out of bounds in our fûcking house."Olivia , go to your room!" Sarah's high pitched voice echoes in the living room. She is still standing by the staircase.I nod my head. I avoid my sister's gaze as I walk past her, my head bowed in shame. I know how she acts when she is angry. Sarah can destroy any fûcking time when she is mad. She is force to be reckoned with when she's upset. Aiden must know that too – he has seen her blow up before. "What do you think you are doing, Blacksmith? How dare you even consider messing around with my sister! She is my sister, for heaven's sake!" Sarah's voice rings in my ears.I enter my room and sit on my bed."She is only eighteen, you are not supposed to try doing shits with her," Sarah continues, her tone still shrill and angry.I roll my eyes. Saying my age is unn
OLIVIAYou know that moment that feels like the world has stopped spinning and everything goes still. All I can hear is the beating of my own heart .I look up, and our eyes meet. His deep brown eyes hold mine, and for a moment, it feels both of us are the only people in the room. How can I possibly imagine being alone with Aiden freaking Blacksmith A.K.A biggest fuck boy in school?"I am so fucking happy for you," Ashley whispers in my ear, and I look away from Aiden's intense gaze.I lift a shoulder in a half shrug. I am not surprised my best friend is so hyped that I will be stuck in the same room with Aiden. Is this not what she has been expecting?I sense someone else standing in front of me. My gaze flickers up to meet Aiden's. My fingers curl into fists, and suddenly, I worry about how I look, with me having to look up at him. Do I look pretty or sexy? Or do I look like a nerd or a little kid?"Ladies first," Aiden murmurs, picking his words one after the other. The words sl