“Blah, blah, blah,” Fiona teases. “I’ll have you know giving Carol stress is my job.” Aiden‘s expression relaxes as he realizes Fiona is just joking. “Don’t worry, Fiona,” I say dryly, “no one could ever give me as much of a headache as you do.” Fiona laughs loudly. “And don’t you forget it!” Fi
Carol’s POV I’m shocked out of my reverie by the feeling of strong arms wrapping around my body. Somehow, I didn’t hear Aiden enter the bathroom. I quickly relax into his arms. “The shower’s big enough for two, you know,” he whispers against my neck. I shudder, pushing the strange dream out of m
Carol’s POV I’m pulled out of my thoughts when I notice the man sitting next to me has been eyeing me for some time. He’s above average height with slicked-back dark hair and a smug looking face. I can’t tell if he’s a werewolf or a human. Either way, he’s making me uncomfortable. “Hey. It’s you
“Honestly, I’m disappointed. This is just a training match. Going up against the Cougars like this is just supposed to be practice, but they had so much trouble defeating them. At this rate, there’s no way that they’re going to make it through the first round of the season.” I have become an exper
Fiona has sent at least a dozen messages in all-caps. Most of the messages are raving about how creepy that other man was and how romantic Aiden had been. Along with the messages she sent several photos she took of her TV screen while watching the game. She also took a few messages to compliment my
I feel my face burn at his sudden sincerity. I laugh nervously. “You should probably keep your eyes on the puck. But really, I do appreciate it. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it might be. It’s going to be impossible for me to avoid public attention. Constantly hiding from everyone sounds far too tro
Carol’s POV I sit on the bed, unable to sleep. I can hear the muffled sound of Aiden talking in the next room. He’s been speaking with his father for almost an hour now. Judging by the little I’ve heard, it isn’t the most pleasant conversation. My anxiety is reaching new heights when Aiden final
A beautiful, sleek-looking airplane is waiting for us. Emblazoned on the side in large golden lettering is the word “Cruz”. My jaw drops. “You have a private jet?!” I gasp. Aiden chuckles. “What, don’t like the color?” He teases. I punch his shoulder playfully. The ride is so luxurious I almos