15

OLIVIA

Aiden releases his grip on my hand, and lets it fall to my side. His eyes remain fixed on me, his piercing gaze that seems to see right through my soul. I sit in a daze, my eyes wide opened.

Why did he do that? Why do I like it?

Fuck, man is so big. Now, it is no wonder so many girls in school want him.

"Olive, chill," Aiden whispers, his voice sending shivers down my spine. "I am not going to do anything to you. Just showing you how your touch affects me,”

I shake my head, finally finding my voice. "I am not scared. I trust you," I tell him.

"Don't trust me," He states.

"Why?" I ask.

“I don't like when people say they trust me. What if I break their trust? Honestly, I don't know what I am capable of. I might do something that may come as a shock,” He answers. “

I tuck a loose lock of my hair behind my ear. "Like what you did now. I was not expecting that," I utter.

"So, did I break your trust?" He probes, nibbling on his bottom lip.

"No, I like what you did," I mutter.