Aiden’s POVWhy did I ask that, why the hell did I ask that? But in as much as I was blaming myself for asking that, I realized that I was also waiting for her answer. Ugly didn’t bring her face to look at me and she just stared at my chest. I placed my hand on the door beside her and she jumped a little. I took the final step, closing up the distance between us entirely as I stared down at her, waiting, wanting to know if she would look at me.“I asked a question UG,” I said, her Irish spring scent wafting into my nostrils. How does she smell like that? Does she use the soap or something?“You were there, you saw everything,” she said in that husky voice of hers that sometimes makes me wonder if she prefers whispering than actually using her real voice.“Exactly,” I said, my voice going down as well. “I brought here to serve me, not to run around wasting my water all in the name of playing with my best friend.”“I didn’t do anything, he started it.”I looked at her hair, the only thi
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