Page 49 of Her Big Fat Dreamy Billionaire Ex

Chapter 16

Felicity stepped outinto the night air and took in several calming breaths before she approached Grams and Brittany. “Here you are,” she said, inserting as much cheerfulness as she could into her words.

“Thank you, dear,” Grams said, standing and taking the plate from her.

Felicity’s heart beat erratically as she sat down and stuffed a brownie in her mouth. What had just happened? Had Aiden admitted to still being in love with her? And had he really taken it back?

Felicity looked out at the palm trees swaying in the breeze. She tried not to feel affected by Aiden’s kiss but couldn’t calm her shaking hands. She wasn’t still in love with Aiden. Was she?

He came out on the deck and her gaze was involuntarily drawn to him. His muscled back hunched as he leaned over to take his seat. He seemed to avoid looking at her. “Pass the plate over here, Grams. I’ve been dying to eat one all evening.”

“I’ll get it,” Brittany said, practically purring. She hopped up and brought him the plate. She crouched beside his chair and slid the plate onto his lap.

Felicity held back a gagging noise as Brittany snuggled up to him. She ran a hand up his arm, her perfectly manicured nails standing out against his tan skin. “Aiden, have you been working out?”

He took a brownie from the plate. “No more than usual.”

“Ooh, your arms must be so strong.”

“Don’t hog the brownies over there. Bring the plate back here, Brittany,” Grams said, craning her neck to see what Brittany was doing.

Brittany pouted as she walked back to sit on the other side of Grams. Felicity bit the inside of her cheek to stop from smiling.

“Tell me what you’re planning on doing now? Do you have any jobs lined up?” Grams shifted to look at Brittany.

Felicity took another bite of her brownie and tried to ignore the heat she felt from Aiden sitting next to her. It had to be her imagination. He was nowhere near her. Yet, her body reacted to his close proximity anyway.

She forced herself to sit there for another few minutes as Grams pumped Brittany for information before standing up and stretching her arms. “Whew, I’m beat. Guess I’ll head to bed.”

Grams motioned to them. “Aiden, would you be kind and show Felicity to her room?”

He started to get up and she panicked. No way. She didn’t want to be alone in the house with him again. “No problem, Grams,” she rushed to say. “I can find it.”

Felicity practically ran into the house to get away from Aiden. She needed to clear her head so she didn’t make the same mistake again. She couldn’t be drawn back to him. She’d been down that road before, and she couldn’t handle a repeat.

She ran upstairs, found the guest bedroom and wheeled her carry-on into it. She brushed her teeth in the attached bathroom then changed and got into bed. But sleep didn’t come and she found herself tossing and turning.

No matter how hard she tried to push Aiden from her mind, it seemed that the universe was against her. The room smelled like him, for heaven’s sake. How was she supposed to sleep when his scent was covering everything?

She drew in a deep breath and let it out. What did she expect? This was his house. Of course, it would smell like him. She rolled over and tried to think of something else. Anything. It didn’t help.

A while later, she heard footsteps come up the stairs. Heavy footfalls. Must be Aiden. She listened as he came closer to her bedroom. Then the door opened and she closed her eyes, hoping he’d just check in on her and go away.

She waited and listened, but when the door didn’t close, she peeked one eye open. He stood just inside the doorway, unmoving. “Aiden? What are you doing?”

“I’m just trying to figure out what I should say.”

Felicity sighed and rolled over onto her back to stare at the ceiling. “There’s nothing to say, Aiden. We can’t go down this road again.”

“No. I mean...you’re in my bed.”

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