OLIVIA“Do you know the kind of people I hate the most?” Those are the words that stumble out of Aiden's mouth, as I get into his car and sit down beside him. Aiden does not even spare me a glance, just keeps his eyes on the rearview mirror, or maybe on the road ahead. His car is still parked in front of my workplace, even though we have closed for the day. "No," I reply, shaking my head.How does he expect me to know the kind of people he hates? Is he drunk, or just rambling? I don't know anything about him, not even his birthday or his favorite color."Liars," Aiden blurts out. "I hate liars. They disgust me. They irritate me. I am not sure if it has to do with being lied to when I was younger, or something else."He pauses, letting his words hang in the air for a moment before continuing. "I don't see any reason why anyone would lie. It is just useless," My hands clench into fists on my lap, my eyelashes fluttering rapidly. He is talking about me. He was referring to the fac

OLIVIA Aiden drives to the parking lot of his house, and his hand remains on my thigh the entire time.He no longer uses his thumb, but he would occasionally run his hand up and down my thigh, slowly and softly. Believe me when I say that I like what he is doing. How can I not like what he is doing, by the way? I won't mind if he does more. Aiden pulls the car to a stop, and his hand slides off my thigh. I hate that he has taken his hand away. It feels like a part of my skin is left cold and empty.I open the car door and step out, closing the door behind me. I shiver as the cold night air seeps through my thin dress. I wrap my arms around myself to ward off the chill. This dress has been like a blessing before, but now it is more of a curse. I regret wearing such a light dress at this moment. I walk over to where Aiden stands, looking up at him as if asking for a go-ahead to follow him inside. He meets my gaze. He reaches for my hand, and interlaces our fingers. With our hands

There is nothing worse than a surprise math test in the morning, except perhaps having to walk down the hall and find yourself face to face with three girls, their eyes boring into you as if they can see right through you.You try to edge past them, but they block your way, standing shoulder to shoulder like a wall.I have put all that drama with Madison behind me. At least, that is what I think.After the whole drama at the restaurant me and her with my best friend. I figure things would go back to normal, and she would stop bothering me. But there she is, blocking my way in the hallway, early in the afternoon.What is she doing here, and what does she want from me? I have no idea, but my stomach drops at the thought of yet another confrontation.I hate drama, and everything that comes with it. I will do anything to avoid a drama. When it comes to other people's drama, I am only there with my ears and eyes. I am happy to be a passive observer, but when it comes to my own drama, I w

OLIVIA"I want you more than anything," Aiden murmurs, his fingertips sliding beneath my shirt. "I want you, right now. I want to claim you."His words send shivers through me. Before I can say anything, he starts walking, his eyes still locked with mine. I cling to him, my hands pressed against his broad chest.I love how it feels to be so close to him. I am not sure if it is the feeling of his toned chest beneath my palms, or the scent of his cologne that makes my head spin. All I know is that I want to be close to him forever, to feel the warmth radiating from his body. It is like coming home.Finally, Aiden stops in front of a large desk in the corner of the room and sets me down on top of it. I look up at him, wondering what he has in store for me. I wish I can read his mind. I wish I can anticipate his next move. "I love the look on your face right now," He utters, his voice low and husky. "You look so innocent and pure, and all I can think about is how you are going to look w

OLIVIA “ Who was your first kiss?” Sarah's question plays on a loop in my mind, just like a new song you can't stop listening to. Why would she ask such a thing, and in front of Aiden, no less? What is she trying to do? Is she on to something, or has she figured out what is going on between me and her best friend? Just the thought of Sarah finding out makes my heart skip a beat. No, that can't be the case. If she had figured it out, she would not be sitting here, playing games with Aiden and perched on his lap." Olivia!” Sarah yells my name, making me jolt of my thoughts. " What are you thinking about? Didn't you hear me asking you a question?” She asks.My eyelashes blink rapidly. " I told you about that the other day," I utter, not meeting her gaze. I raise my head to steal a glance at Aiden. As if on a cue, he looks up at me too, and we lock eyes. His deep brown eyes pierce into me."Don't worry," I say in my mind. "I didn't tell my sister about us."I can tell that is what