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world, we both have our pasts.”
“But I want to move forward. This is about me moving on to a new journey and away from the past. How can I do that when the guy I keep pulling toward is tied to my fucking past.” He looks at me and I contemplate whether or not I should continue.
“Aiden. You’re easy to be around. I’m drawn to you and your love of life more than anyone I’ve ever seen. I wanted more than anything to let us be together last night and consider you like my passage. I finally talk myself into it, then BAM. You tell me you’re his friend. How can you be my passage when you’re a damn door that leads right to my past?”
“That’s deep shit to talk about while I’m standing here covered from head to toe in mud. All I can say is I’m attracted to you. I felt a connection to you the second I met you and it hasn’t stopped since. That’s why I was blowing off my friend’s person at the cabin all evening. I wanted to spend more time with you.”
“You know if you would’ve met me in the cabin as Kimber in the beginning, neither of us would’ve even considered letting it go beyond a simple hello. Now you’ve seen my tits and we’ve kissed twice. You can’t say you accidentally kissed someone twice.”
“Neither one of my kisses were accidental.” His words stop my thoughts.
“Mine weren’t either.”
“Then why don’t you stop over thinking things? We can just take it easy the rest of the day and see where it takes us.”
“But don’t you see? We can never let this be anything more than what it is right here. No matter how much I want to touch you right now.” He walks closer to me and I take a few steps back until he starts talking.
“Yes we can. You’re not in a relationship and neither am I. So as far as I’m concerned we can do what the fuck we want. Do you really think Luke wants you to swear off men for the rest of your life?”
“No but it’s only been a week since I left him. One week. That’s seven days.”
“Right. And he was literally with someone the second you left him. So what is your point?” His words hurt. They are true, but they hurt. My eyes begin to tear up and I don’t know why I even let my tears build up in the first place. I left him. I walked away from him, so none of this is anyone’s fault but my own. And fate. Stupid fate or destiny.
“I didn’t mean to sound insensitive. I’ll never pressure you for anything more than you’re willing to give. I know you plan to leave soon, and I just want you to be able to fucking live when you walk through that passage you’re creating.” He wipes my tear. Just like Luke always did and now I want to fucking scream.
“Why did you do that?”
“Do what?”
“Wipe my tear with your thumb. Is that some fucking Southern bullshit? He did that too.”
“Of course he did. Well, honey. That’s just the gentlemanly thing to do when a woman you care about cries.” Cares about. I heard that. “I’m sorry your guys before us were assholes. I never want to make a woman cry. I want to be the reason she never feels the need to cry again.”
“Oh. My. God. I can’t take all of this. This day was supposed to be simple. You’re not supposed to be something I’m curious about. You’re not supposed to tempt me the entire day. Aiden. How am I supposed to think straight when you look like you do?”
“Well maybe you should just get me out of your system. Then you can do your thinking.”
Chapter Eight
AIDEN
She’s so angry, and I want more than anything to take away her hurt, but I can’t. Time will heal, or so they say.
Today has been a great day even though we had the heated conversation on the ride. She didn’t say a word as I drove us back to the cabin. We both went our separate ways and I can assume she hit the shower since she was covered in mud, that’s what I
“But I want to move forward. This is about me moving on to a new journey and away from the past. How can I do that when the guy I keep pulling toward is tied to my fucking past.” He looks at me and I contemplate whether or not I should continue.
“Aiden. You’re easy to be around. I’m drawn to you and your love of life more than anyone I’ve ever seen. I wanted more than anything to let us be together last night and consider you like my passage. I finally talk myself into it, then BAM. You tell me you’re his friend. How can you be my passage when you’re a damn door that leads right to my past?”
“That’s deep shit to talk about while I’m standing here covered from head to toe in mud. All I can say is I’m attracted to you. I felt a connection to you the second I met you and it hasn’t stopped since. That’s why I was blowing off my friend’s person at the cabin all evening. I wanted to spend more time with you.”
“You know if you would’ve met me in the cabin as Kimber in the beginning, neither of us would’ve even considered letting it go beyond a simple hello. Now you’ve seen my tits and we’ve kissed twice. You can’t say you accidentally kissed someone twice.”
“Neither one of my kisses were accidental.” His words stop my thoughts.
“Mine weren’t either.”
“Then why don’t you stop over thinking things? We can just take it easy the rest of the day and see where it takes us.”
“But don’t you see? We can never let this be anything more than what it is right here. No matter how much I want to touch you right now.” He walks closer to me and I take a few steps back until he starts talking.
“Yes we can. You’re not in a relationship and neither am I. So as far as I’m concerned we can do what the fuck we want. Do you really think Luke wants you to swear off men for the rest of your life?”
“No but it’s only been a week since I left him. One week. That’s seven days.”
“Right. And he was literally with someone the second you left him. So what is your point?” His words hurt. They are true, but they hurt. My eyes begin to tear up and I don’t know why I even let my tears build up in the first place. I left him. I walked away from him, so none of this is anyone’s fault but my own. And fate. Stupid fate or destiny.
“I didn’t mean to sound insensitive. I’ll never pressure you for anything more than you’re willing to give. I know you plan to leave soon, and I just want you to be able to fucking live when you walk through that passage you’re creating.” He wipes my tear. Just like Luke always did and now I want to fucking scream.
“Why did you do that?”
“Do what?”
“Wipe my tear with your thumb. Is that some fucking Southern bullshit? He did that too.”
“Of course he did. Well, honey. That’s just the gentlemanly thing to do when a woman you care about cries.” Cares about. I heard that. “I’m sorry your guys before us were assholes. I never want to make a woman cry. I want to be the reason she never feels the need to cry again.”
“Oh. My. God. I can’t take all of this. This day was supposed to be simple. You’re not supposed to be something I’m curious about. You’re not supposed to tempt me the entire day. Aiden. How am I supposed to think straight when you look like you do?”
“Well maybe you should just get me out of your system. Then you can do your thinking.”
Chapter Eight
AIDEN
She’s so angry, and I want more than anything to take away her hurt, but I can’t. Time will heal, or so they say.
Today has been a great day even though we had the heated conversation on the ride. She didn’t say a word as I drove us back to the cabin. We both went our separate ways and I can assume she hit the shower since she was covered in mud, that’s what I
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