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“Nowyou’re a sweaty mess,” I tease as I break away.

I feel his lips curl against mine. “It feels a lot more worth it now.”

“I’m glad,” I answer, kissing him again.

“Although, I still need that shower.”

That familiar flash of guilt, and I hastily shove it back down as I remain calm.

“As tempting as that is... youdidinterrupt my homework.”

He chuffs out a laugh. “Oh, did I?”

“Also worth it.”

“I guess I wouldn’t want to get in the way of your education.”

“Any more than you already have, you mean,” I tease.

He smiles as he gives me another quick kiss, wincing as he pulls out of me and rolling me to my back to loom over me again. “I guess I’ll just have to find you later then.”

“Twice in one day? Scandalous.”

His smile is slow, inching across his face as he lowers to let his mouth hover against mine. “It still wouldn’t be enough.”

My pulse quickens as he kisses me again, and I close my eyes and enjoy the plushness of his mouth as I will the traitorous muscle to calm down. It’s almost disappointing when he finally pulls away, tucking himself back into his shorts, and part of me is tempted to say to hell with it and follow him right into that shower.

But then I remember all the reasons why I can’t, and again I feel that heavy weight of guilt settle at still not telling him of our past. Still too afraid to risk losing this to bring it up. I want to believe that it wouldn’t matter, that Aiden likes me enough to look past it—but the uncertainty makes me keep quiet, feeling like shit for doing so.

“Well, if you change your mind,” Aiden says as he slides off my bed. “You know where to find me.”

He winks at me from the door before he disappears through it, and I fall back against the covers in a huff, closing my eyes as my boneless, spent body settles into the mattress. In a second I will get dressed again and go back to what I was doing; Iwon’tfollow Aiden, as tempting as it might be to do so, because I know deep down that I’m not ready yet. I’m not ready to face the truth and all the risks that come with it.

Even if, deep down... I know I’m just making it harder by waiting.

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I am going to be honest with you.

?

I watched that at work.

Omg you didn’t.

I am currently hard as fuck in the bathroom.

Poor baby. I’d help you if I was there.

I wish you were.

CHAPTER 14

Cassie

I never did cave to the urge of jumping in the shower with Aiden, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’tincrediblytempted. I spent the rest of my Friday morning being a good girl and finishing up my homework, knowing that Saturday’s Cassie would be all the more grateful for it when she wasn’t having to rush through slides before heading to labs. That proved to be true, since Aiden let me sleep in a bit this morning while he and Sophie snuck off to the New Children’s Museum at Sophie’s behest. I have to say this for the kid, she is all about milking her birthday week. It makes me laugh just thinking of Aiden’s huge form trying to crawl around on some of the more interactive exhibits with her. It also makes me a little wistful that I couldn’t go with them.

Currently, I’m sipping my morning coffee at the kitchen counter, living in a dazed sort of state as thoughts full of vibrant flashes from the day before, hell, the lastseveraldays (and nights, for thatmatter) flit through my head. My brain is saturated with thoughts of a deep voice and a hard body that can’t seem to get enough ofme, of all people. If I close my eyes, I can still feel the heat of Aiden’s palms at my thighs, hear his low murmur of dirty words that might be becoming my own personal addiction. And sure, the guilt is still there, and I know without a doubt that I should be making plans to find a way to tell Aiden the truth—but it’s hard to focus on any of those things when I’m getting dicked down within an inch of my life every night.

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