“That’s really interesting! I’ve never really gotten into pack dynamics. It sounds really nice to have a community around you like that.”
“It really is,” Aiden says, his entire face lighting up. “I know you said you’re only moving through, but if you wanted to stop by and visit, I wouldn’t be opposed.”
Part of me wants to push the comment away and pretend Aiden hadn’t said that. That’s so much pressure. That’s way too much too fast. Instead, I can’t help but smile. “That sounds really nice.”
Aiden’s face shows surprise before it’s melting into something soft. He reaches over, offering his hand. I only pause for a second before meeting him halfway and lacing our fingers together. Overhead, birds chirp and the sun shines down through the branches. This might actually be the most romantic walk I’ve ever been on.
“Have you dated much?” Oh my gods, why did I ask that? Why did I have to ruin the moment?
Thankfully, Aiden takes it in stride. “No,” he says, shaking his head. “I’ve never really wanted to, if I’m being honest. I’ve never felt drawn to anyone, not the way I’m feeling umm, not like how I’m feeling now,” he says softly, his eyes darting over to me to gauge my reaction.
I hum and squeeze his hand, rewarding his bravery. It takes guts to just toss that out like that. When it comes to sex, not a lot fazes me. I’m not afraid to say what I’m thinking and ask for what I really want. But feelings? Feelings are so much harder, so much more complicated.
“I can’t say I’m upset by that answer,” I tell him softly. “I’m not good at this.”
“At what? Walking?”
I snort, shaking my head. “Feelings. Sex? That I can handle without a second thought. But feelings? They scare the shit out of me. Add on the fact that these feelings are really, really fucking intense? Aiden, I’m kinda terrified if I’m honest.”
Aiden stops and I’m forced to stop as well. I turn towards him, looking up into his pretty green eyes. “If it makes you feel better, I’m pretty terrified as well. I can’t stop thinking about how wejustmet or the fact that you’re leaving at the end of the week. But I can’t deny that there’s something here, right? You feel it too?”
Nodding my head, I tell him, “I feel it too.”
“I have no idea what to do about it.” He bites his bottom lip. “But I’m glad it’s in the open.”
“Me too. And we don’t have to decide anything right this second. I think we should just enjoy this week with everything we have and then we can decide before we leave. If the spark is still there, then this doesn’t have to end. We can try long distance or I can come visit your pack and we’ll wing it. But I think it would be stupid not to at least see where this goes.”
Aiden hangs on my every word, his green eyes soft and accepting. He takes a step towards me until he’s towering over me, his big hand coming up to touch my face. But he stops himself, his hand clenching into a tight fist, like he’s not sure he has permission to touch me.
“Brock?”
“Yes?”
“Would it be okay if I kissed you now?”
I can’t stop a smile from spreading across my face, my chest fluttering with newfound fondness. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Aiden smiles before his hand finally connects with my face, gently cupping it. I lean up on my toes in order to meet him halfway. Our lips touch and I’m completely and utterly swept away.
Kissing Aiden is just as I imagined it would be last night when I was alone in my truck. He’s tentative and unsure. His kiss is soft, just barely there. Experimental.
This kiss means everything to me.
I wrap my hand around his wrist, the other coming up to hold the back of his neck. I play with the short hair I find there, just barely keeping myself from fucking up the kiss by grinning when he groans in pleasure, the sound vibrating between us.
When we pull back, both of our cheeks are bright red, our eyes wide with wonder. If that’s how our first kiss feels, I can’t wait to see how the second and third and fourth will feel. I can’t wait to know what it’ll be like when our naked skin touches each other. This is the start of something and I can’t wait to dive into it with both feet. I can’t wait to lose myself in Aiden.
“That was--” Aiden breathes out, unable to find the right words. “Jesus.”
“Actually, you can call me Brock.”
“Smartass,” he says with a chuckle that lights me up from the inside.
I pull myself away from his broad chest with a little bit of effort. I take his hand in my own, lacing our fingers once more. We continue on our walk, the air around us warm. There’s those sparks of potential floating around us again.
“I have a question for you but please feel free to say no if it’s too much, too soon,” Aiden says as we curve around the lodge, coming close to finishing our walk.
“Shoot your shot,” I say with a grin. “And if it’s too much, I have no problem telling you no, even if you do have a smile that could put the sun to shame.”