Page 19 of Her Big Fat Dreamy Billionaire Ex

Aiden’s eyes widened as he put the car into drive and started down the path toward the highway. “Are you kidding me? How did I not know this? Were you hurt?”

“No one was hurt. We were in the basement, but we could hear the roar of the tornado and the sound of breaking glass. We had to wait for several hours before the rescue team could get us out. I was terrified.” Felicity closed her eyes and tried to push the memory away.

The feel of Aiden’s warm hand on hers brought her out of her thoughts. He squeezed her hand. “That must have been terrible.”

“We were lucky. Three people died that night. The thunder and lightning just remind me of that.”

Aiden paled. “I’m sorry. We should have left earlier.”

Felicity withdrew her hand from his. “It’s not a big deal. I’ll just feel better when I’m back at the resort in my warm villa.”

He ran his hand through his hair and drops of water flew everywhere. “Warm and dry sounds good right now.”

“We’re soaked.” Felicity giggled. At least her blouse wasn’t see-through. “The last time we were this wet was—”

“The time you pushed me into that fountain, and we got in a water fight.” Aiden’s grin stretched wide across his face.

Felicity laughed. “I haven’t thought about that in years.”

“That cop was not happy.”

“I was so embarrassed. I thought he was going to give us a ticket.” Heat crept up her neck just thinking about it.

“That day we shared our first strawberry-banana milkshake.”

The magic of that day flooded back to her and she remembered how they’d laughed together. How Aiden had held her hand. And—emotion closed her throat. “And our first kiss,” she said softly.

The mood shifted and Aiden sobered. “Right.”

Felicity mentally banged her head on the window. Why had she said that? Why open up those old wounds? She didn’t need to bring that up. That’s the last thing she should be thinking about. But, of course, now that she’d said it, all she could think about was Aiden’s lips on hers, the smell of his cologne, and how she’d felt like she was flying.

“Sorry,” she said.

“No. We have a past. It was stupid of me to think we could dance around it.” Aiden stared out the front windshield. The wipers were working overtime.

Felicity unzipped her backpack to check on her camera. It gave her something else to do rather than think about Aiden’s kisses. Her camera was dry, thank goodness.

A boom of thunder sounded and Felicity gripped her seat. At least they were out of that blasted boat.

Aiden glanced at her. “Remember that school talent show you made me go to?”

Felicity held in a laugh. “How was I supposed to know they were going to make the audience participate?”

“I couldn’t believe they dragged me up on stage.”

“You looked cute in that outfit they made you wear.” She pressed a finger to her lips.

He gave her a flat look. “It was a tutu.”

Felicity couldn’t hold it in any longer. She busted up laughing. “At least you were a good sport about it.”

“Yeah, I’m just scarred for life.”

“You poor dear.” Felicity appreciated what he was doing. She knew he was trying to get her talking so she wouldn’t be nervous about the storm. It was nice of him. “What music do you listen to in your car?” Before he could answer she pushed to eject his CD.

He grabbed it out of her hand before she could see what it was. “Hey,” she protested. “Give it.”

“Nope.”

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