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“This is my girlfriend, Cassidy.”
Not only is she hot as hell, but she’s witty too. If I were ever to settle down, I’d imagine it would be with someone like Cassidy. Smart. Funny. Gorgeous.
he once knew? My breathing becomes heavy as my anxiety builds. What the hell am I doing? I’ve allowed this whole thing to go too far.
“You okay?” Aiden asks, side-eyeing me. “You look like you’re about to pass out.” He sees too much. Or you’re just a shit liar. “I’m fine. Just a little hungry.” Not a complete lie. I could eat. I can always eat. “We’ll grab something on the way. My car’s just over there.”
He pulls out his keys and hits a button. There’s a beep signaling he’s unlocked the car. I look up to find a white Jeep.
“Did you know that all Jeeps have a secret?”
“They all have a secret design.” “Design? What kind of design?” “It could be anything. But every Jeep has one, and it’s like a hidden treasure waiting to be discovered.” “How do you know this?”
I’ve only shared that with one person. Aiden. Did he drive this because of me?
“You like it, then?” I bob my head. “I love it. It’s perfect. I’m a bit jealous. I kinda want my own.”
“Will you check that to see who it is?” he asks.
“Really?”
“Can’t have you starving. It’s not good for anyone to go without food.” My chest is heavy with the weight of his words, and my stomach dives. Knowing our pasts, what he’s just said is from experience. I know how much he means every word he’s just spoken.
“I’ll take my usual,” Aiden says, not bothering to look at the menu.
“I’ll have the Reuben and fries, with a side of pickles, please.”
Paul looks at Aiden with a smile and wide eyes. Aiden quirks his brow before leaning back, and...
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“That’s…an interesting order,” Aiden says.
“Is it?” I try to play it off like it’s no big deal. “If you ask me, Reubens are entirely underrated.” “I got the same thing.”
“Do you have a second room?” “I do.”
let out the breath I’ve been holding. But then another thought pops into my mind. He might not date, but it’s clear he has sex. So if he’s not having sex with me before games, will he have sex with someone else?
“Cassidy, look at me.” I look up to find his brows furr...
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“Will you be having—” When I stop speaking, he lifts his hands and gestures for me to continue. “Umm. Will you be having any guests visi...
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“No, I don’t allow people into my home. It’s my private space...
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“Be yourself.”
Thoughts of the first night. Her crawling to me and the way she moaned as I touched her circulate on a loop, and I can feel my cock hardening beneath my jeans. I have to adjust myself without being seen, and it’s not lost on me that I’m a grown-ass man who should be able to control his dick.
“This place is fantastic,” Cassidy marvels, drawing me out of my thoughts. “I don’t know what I expected, but this… suits you.”
“Don’t do that, man. You get a girlfriend and ditch your bro? What’s that saying…bros before—”
“I know you’re not about to call my girl anything but Cassidy…” I let the threat hang in the air.
her blush-colored sweater that hangs slightly off one shoulder, down to the tight skinny jeans that end right above a pair of beige ankle boots. She looks fucking amazing. “You look great. We’ll keep it casual tonight.” Her cheeks flush, and a small smile graces her lips. “Sounds good.”
I don’t know what it is about her, but just her presence alone works better than a Xanax.
It’s a bit annoying that my fake boyfriend gives me more comfort than any of the rest. It’s because it’s him.
Aiden spins me around, crouching down to look into my eyes. “Cassidy, look at me. I’ve got you.” He
“I’m okay. I’m just on edge from tonight. It’s been…a lot.” “We’re going home.”
He bends down and places a chaste kiss on my cheek. “You’re welcome.” I’m speechless.
Both our parents are alcoholics. His mom said and did terrible things while drunk. His decision might be about control, but there’s no doubt some of the choice stems from her too.
“What are you doing all alone?” His voice slithers up my spine, giving me the heebies.
“Ahhh. I see,” he grunts. “You’re already sick of Slate.”
My head jerks back, caught off guard by his words. “Who the hell do you think you are?”
“I can make you feel better.” “Doubtful, thanks.”
“Are you always this much of a bitch?”
“Interesting choice of words when you’re propositioning me uninvited.”
“I saw you alone and wanted to make sure you were...
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“I’m a big girl. I am perfectly capable of being by myself.”
“There’s something about you.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
means you have to have some secret. Something that makes you special. To capture his eye and tie him down…we all know there’s something…” “Leave me alone.”
“Then again, you might just be two of a kind. We all know there’s something off about him.” Red.
“Leave me and Aiden the fuck alone.”
“And why would I do that?”
“Let me go.” I try to pull away, but his grip is too strong. I’m no longer in the bar. No, I’m back at the trailer park, back to the place that broke my soul. Back when Aiden didn’t protect me.

