Pregnant With My Neighbor's Baby
“Nice to meet you, Raine,” I said with a forced smile. As soon as she turned her back, I muttered under my breath, “Bitch.”
I wasn’t lying—she was practically spilling out of that dress. Seriously? That’s Aiden’s type now?
I turned to Arden and whispered, “Babe, I need to use the restroom.” He nodded, and I made my way across the hallway. Unfortunately, the restroom was just past the entertainment room—where Aiden and Raine were glued to each other.
Ugh, just my luck.
I didn’t even look their way, but from the corner of my eye, I could see them. Aiden had his arm around her, and—what the hell?—his hand was inside her dress. Inside.
What a maniac! Doesn’t he care that our parents could walk in? And Raine… really? Already letting him feel her up like that? Where’s her shame?
I rushed to the restroom and splashed cold water on my face, trying to wash the frustration off. But the moment I looked up, I froze. Aiden was in the doorway.
I turned to leave, but he blocked me and pushed me back inside.
“What now?” I snapped, slapping his chest. “Can’t you just leave me alone?”
My voice trembled, barely above a whisper. Someone could hear us.
“Move! I said I’m leaving!”
But Aiden didn’t budge. Instead, he grabbed my wrists and spun me around. My back hit the door with a soft thud, and suddenly, his body was pressed against mine.
“Aiden, stop it! What are you doing?” I hissed, but he didn’t answer.
He just smirked, lowered his head, and crushed his lips against mine.
Damn it… not again.