“Hey, Wy,” he said slowly. “What the fuck was that?”
There was no use even telling him it wasn’t what it looked like. Especially because it was, in fact, exactly what it looked like. I was meeting up with another woman after having thrown a tantrum over my actual fated match rejecting and avoiding me.
“I ran into Carissa,” I started and Aiden laughed, sharp and sudden.
“You’re unbelievable,” he said in disbelief. “You know, I reassured her you wouldn’t do anything stupid, and here you are, being stupid. Now you’re makingmelook stupid. You do that a lot.”
My heart-rate spiked. “Aiden,” I tried as he typed something on his phone. “She tracked me on our phones–”
Aiden laughed again. “Why did she still have your location, Wyatt?”
“Because I’m an idiot,” I whispered.
Aiden snorted. “Well, you’re finally right about something.” His fingers tapped away on his phone. “There’s no keeping this a secret, Wyatt. And besides, Skye and I have an agreement. We don’t lie to each other.”
I couldn’t even be mad at that.
That’s exactly what Aiden needed from a partner.
Aiden slipped his phone back into his pocket, and in a blink, Skye was at Aiden’s side, having teleported. She was wearing a pair of sinfully tiny jean shorts, with a sheer black swimsuit cover that did nothing to hide the tiny, pale blue bikini top she wore underneath. Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, exposing the smooth column of her neck, marred by fucking hickies.
Fucking.Rafe.
Skye’s eyebrows shot up when she saw me, and she moved closed to Aiden’s side, like he needed protection from me. Fuckinghell, I was nearing my bullshit limit for today.
“What’s this?” she asked.
“Hey, baby.” Aiden said warmly, acting as if I wasn’t right here watching them. He snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her into his side, then nuzzled his face into her neck. My gaze dropped to another hickey on her shoulder.
Skye’s eyes stayed on me while she frowned, before she nudged at Aiden to release her.
“You two are hanging out, now?” she asked.
“No, I was just about to call you to come get me when I caught Wyatt talking to Carissa.” Aiden said brightly, clearly happy to be an insufferable tattle-tale.
I scowled at him, even if part of me could appreciate how opportunistic the little asshole could be.
“There’s that name again,” Skye muttered. “Show her to me.”
Aiden blinked as his eyes went faraway, like they usually did when he spoke to Skye telepathically. He hadn’t yet learned how to keep his face animated.
“Oh, it’s the bun bitch!” Skye said, then laughed. “Whatever.”
“Whatever?” Aiden asked, nearly pouting. “She’s like,evil, Skye.”
I bit my tongue to keep from saying thatno, she was notevil, just…themeantype of bitchy. But Skye shrugged, tossing me a quick glance that was meant to look nonchalant, but I saw the hurt. I opened my mouth to say something, but Skye spoke first, taking Aiden’s hand in hers.
“If that’s his type, I get why he doesn’t want me.”
She’snotmy type,I tried screaming telepathically, knowing she would hear me even if she chose to ignore me. She looked at me for just a moment before shrugging again. She took Aiden’s arm and the two disappeared in an instant, like they’d never been there at all.
Chapter 17
Aiden
I sat on a picnic table,kicking my feet back and forth while Skye braided her damp hair in front of me. Today, she’d popped us over to one of the smallest atolls, with a shallow lagoon in the center.
The lagoon water was a sparkling, clear blue, revealing hundreds of colorful fish and even a shark below the surface. Brightly colored coral lined the shore we were closest to, and there was a shallow pool close by, leading to a mangrove forest. It all looked like something right out of a travel catalog.
