35

As Kim and I walk out from her car to Ronan Astor’s huge house, I try telling myself that I’m only here because of Kim. There’s no way in shit I’m leaving her alone at a party where Xander Knight is present. Deep down? I’m at the edge of myself with that damned awareness slicing and clawing at the bottom of my stomach. This is the first time I’m seeing Aiden after he pushed me against the hood of his car in the rain. After he wrenched an explosive orgasm out of me where anyone could’ve seen us. Could’ve seen me. What would’ve happened if Aunt looked out? If Uncle returned home? If one of the neighbours passed by? Getting all tangled with Aiden is provoking parts I never wanted provoked. Because at that moment? All I thought about was chasing the sensation he was pulling out of me. God. I hate him. Kim’s eyes sparkle with excitement as we walk through the front door of Ronan’s mansion. Loud music thumps from the walls even before we get in. A butler who looks straight out of Downton Abb