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I felt his strong grip on me. His long thick fingers curled on my hip bone. I was already wet for him, panting as I waited for him to do something more.
He did.
Aidan leaned in and softly took my mouth in his.
It was the kind of kiss he used to give me when we were together. The kind of kiss that told me how much he loved me. Reminding me I would always be safe with him.
Slow and soft. His tongue eased into my mouth, exploring me, tasting me, sliding down my throat as our lips moved together. He devoured me completely but slowly. I sunk into him. My body melted.
And then, just as suddenly, he stopped.
All those feelings I had for him came down on me like a rock. I felt crushed and defeated under their weight—realizing I was falling down a tunnel and I needed to save myself.
Gasping for air, I tore away from him.
Aidan looked surprised as he stared at me.
“Good night,” I murmured, rushing away.
I went into the building without giving him a second look. I couldn’t bear to turn and look at him, to see his face examining mine.
As I ran into my apartment, I couldn’t stop myself from wishing I had the strength to resist him.
The last thing I needed right now was to fall for him again.
Seven
Aidan
It would be a lie if I claimed that kissing Leah didn’t change things for me.
Up until the point I held her in my arms and kissed her—I was able to hold her at a distance. The fact that she had been a willing participant in a secret meeting with someone from the Baron family…was disturbing.
She had some connection to them I couldn’t figure out.
She wasn’t telling me everything.
In fact, I was pretty sure she wasn’t telling me anything.
Not even the real reason why she left me five years ago.
However, once I’d kissed her, all those feelings I’d suppressed rushed back. It wasn’t just about how tasty she looked and how much I wanted to bang her. I could feel something in my soul for her that I’d never felt for anyone else. I was back to being that guy.
That guy from five years ago who was head over heels in love with a girl who didn’t want to be with him.
I had never been that guy with anyone else. No other chick was able to break me the way Leah did.
But she knew how to win an argument. How to distract me. How to raise her voice against me and get away with it. She was kind towards others. She was selfless and beautiful. There was nobody else like her.
And even though she had betrayed me many years ago, and even though she met with the enemy now—I couldn’t get her out of my head.
I wished I didn’t kiss her because that changed everything.
Every hope of keeping my distance from her, and wanting nothing but one last fuck—was out of the window.
I wanted more. I wanted to know the truth. I wanted to know what she really wanted from me. I wanted to know if she was safe.
I didn’t give a shit about anyone other than my family. Everyone knew that. All my brothers and even my step sister had been raised like that. To be loyal to nobody but the clan. We only relied on each other and nobody else.
Leah was the first person who had broken through that barrier years ago and now, she did it again.
It made me mad.
I was angry with myself for not having any self control around her.
I watched as she ran into her apartment without another look in my direction. She ran away from me because I was sure she had felt it too. That undeniable connection. The electric attraction. A reminder of how good we were together in bed. Her and me. Me and her. Nobody else mattered in the world when Leah was in my arms.
The question was—what was she hiding from me?
It wasn’t hard for me to find Leah’s mom. I had an idea which hospital she was in and I turned up there the next morning.
People knew me around here, and a nurse was enthusiastic in showing me to Mrs. Michaels’s room. I knocked before stepping in.
I expected Leah to be there, and I didn’t expect this to be a happy reunion. Even though Mrs. Michaels and I had never personally met before, I was certain she wouldn’t be happy to see me. It didn’t matter if she was on her deathbed. She wouldn’t want her daughter associating with me again.
I was ready for a fight. I was ready to ask questions and figure out exactly what was going on. What had they threatened Leah with five years ago that made her run away?
But when I stepped in, I saw Leah sitting by her mother’s bed but Mrs. Michaels was asleep.
