Somone new walks over and waits for him to leave. “Chair’s taken.” he growls.
“Aiden, move.”
“No.” He glares at me. “Find someone else,” he says to them.
“Why are you acting like this!?” I’m going to strangle this frustrating man. His lips purse so tight. He drums his fingers on the table, not meeting my eyes. “What!? What do you want?!”
“It was...” He sucks his teeth. “It was my first time.”
“I know it was our first time. You thought all that needed was ahey, thanks for the orgasm. You’re impossible.”
“No.” He glowers. Then he swallows, and I watch his violet eyes soften a touch. He leans forward a bit, cutting the space between us. “It wasmyfirst time.”
“What are you talking about?”
“This is so fucking tedious.” He groans, burying his head in his arms on the table, then pulls up to look at me. “Everything, Sawyer. Happy? Everything we’ve done together was the first time I did any of those things. With anyone. Ever. Happy!?” he snaps.
Not even a little.“Like, sex?”
“Is that not everything?”
“Even the kissing?”
“Everything. As in I’ve literally never liked someone enough to talk to them let alone put my mouth on them, and I don’t understand it. I don’t even care to understand it. I don’t. But I do. And I fucking hate it.”
Why didn’t he tell me?
Was it bad?
Fuck, was I too rough?
I think about everything we’ve done. I didn’t really ease him into any of it. His reactions to the things we’ve done. I should have seen it.
“Was I too rough? Was it too?—”
“Much!” he snaps, passing his eyes around the room and then lowering his voice. “Yes! It’s too much. All of you is too much.” That accent punches thicker with every frustrated word. “Everything we’ve done is too much! I can’t stop thinking about it. I can’t stand it. I hate it. All I know is, I feel you everywhere. It never stops! Around me. Against me. Inside me. I don’t want it!”
My mind is racing. Everyone moves around the room, talking and forming connections, while I’m here. And while I feel bad about not knowing it was his first time...
He still hurt me.
“Do you know how rare it is for me to feel like this? For the first time ever, Aiden, I feel all the things I’ve been dying to experience and it’s with a closed-off, cold-hearted asshole!”
I get up, storming to the back and not looking back at him.
I’m fucking done.
I need to move on, and the only way I can do that is to forget him.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
AIDEN
I drivemy knuckles into the bag.
Everything around me fades to the background.
Harder and harder.
