by Kent, Rina
I watch him with a smile on my face. This side of Aiden always gets me in a knot. He’s so caring and attentive, I actually have nightmares about a life without him.
He’s become such a constant I can’t breathe without anymore.
Forget love and adoration, Aiden is fucking air to me. He’s everything I want in life and more. For that reason alone, I move onto my tiptoes and plant a kiss on his lips.
He grins with boyish charm.
Aiden likes it when I surprise him with kisses or when I demand pleasure. He says it turns him on more than anything else.
“Come on, it’s cold.” He pulls on my cheek. “I need to get my wife home.”
Right. Home.
Our place is about a fifteen minutes’ drive from campus.
We spend it talking about classes while Aiden has his hand up my thigh. I’m lucky to be wearing jeans, if I was in a skirt, he’d be bringing me to orgasm by now.
Aiden is still Aiden. Boundless and shameless.
He drives me crazy. I swear I fall for him a little more every day. I fall in love with how he prepares breakfast for me every morning. How he takes me on a run and watches my heart rate through it. How he carries me to bed from my desk every night when I fall asleep on it. How he fucks me as if he can’t get enough of me.
I love his attentiveness and his protectiveness. Hell, I even love his possessiveness sometimes.
I love all of him.
We arrive at our place.
It’s a two-storey house with a small garden I take care of. Aiden bought the land next to us for our one-year anniversary. He said it’s a gift so I can build my first house.
Our actual house.
I’ve been going crazy since then, coming up with a thousand and one ideas. I’m even contemplating combining the two lands and having a blast with it.
For now, we live in a cosy house with an antique feel to it.
As soon as we’re inside, I stop to remove my coat. Aiden yanks off his jacket and jogs to the kitchen — for my meds, no doubt.
I study our house with wooden flooring and dark decor.
A tinge of arousal hits me at the memory of Aiden taking me in every corner of this house. On the sofa, against the counter, and even on the floor near the entrance.
This place is filled with so many heartwarming memories.
After hanging the coat and scarf onto the hook on the wall, I tiptoe towards the kitchen. Aiden stands at the counter fussing with pills. He still reads the label every time. There’s no risk of error with him.
I wrap my arms around him from behind and rub my cheek against his back.
Aiden might not be a football player anymore — except for the occasional games now and then — but his physique is still hard and toned.
We go on runs together and he works out when he has insomnia, although it’s become rare since our marriage.
“What do you want most in the world, Aiden?”
“You.” He doesn’t even miss a beat.
I smile. “What else?”
“You healthy and happy and fucking mine.”
God. This man will be the death of me.
“What else?”
“That’s all.”
“That’s all?”
“Yes.” He spins around and hands me the pills with a glass of water.
I swallow the meds as he watches me intently. I watch him, too. His tousled, inky hair, the mole on the corner of his metal eyes, and the hint of his arrow tattoos as the sleeve of his shirt bunches up.
He clutches my elbow. “Let’s get you some rest.”
I squirm free. “I’m not tired.”
He raises an eyebrow and tilts his head. “If you’re not tired, I’ll fuck you in the shower like yesterday. I like it when you are horny, climbing up my body and clawing at my back.”
“There’s a reason for that.”
“Whatever it is, I like the reason. Let’s repeat it today.” He grins and goes back to fiddling with the pills.
I take a deep breath. Okay, here goes.
“Aiden?”
“Hmm, sweetheart?”
“I’m pregnant. Six weeks, to be exact.”
He freezes, the bottle of pills half-suspended in his hands.
Aiden wanted a kid three years ago, but he completely backed off when Dr Albert said it could be a danger to my life at that stage.
However, three months ago, Dr Albert told me it’s safe to have a child. Since then, I’ve been without birth control. I wanted to give him a surprise on our second anniversary two months ago. However, I didn’t fall pregnant.
I nearly cried every time my period came on time for the past three months.
Yesterday, my period was two weeks late. I took a test and boom, pregnant. I was so happy, I wanted to tell Aiden right away, but I kept it to myself until I had tests done with both Dr Albert and an OBGYN.
Aiden spins around. My mouth falls open. I never expected to see that expression on Aiden’s face.
Fear.
Complete terror.
He grabs my arm. “Let’s go to Dr Albert. He’ll tell us how to deal with this—”
“No.” I wiggle away from him. “I’m having this child.”
“And I’m not having a child that will risk your life.” Aiden’s voice is authoritative and final. “I’d rather be childless than without you.”
My eyes fill with tears at his statement because I know it’s true. Aiden would be happy with just me by his side. I feel it in my soul.
But I want to give him more. I want to give him everything. I want to be the mother of his children.
“I’m not in danger.” I cradle his cheek with my palm. “I talked to Dr Albert and the OBGYN and we had tests done. The baby and I are healthy.”
He narrows his eyes. “Are you just saying that so I’d change my mind?”
“I know you’d barge into Dr Albert’s house to make sure my words are correct, so no, I’m not bluffing. I have the test results and everything in my bag.”
He jogs to it and spends minutes reading the papers over and over again. I stand there, watching him, and waiting for his reaction.
He switched to stare at the ultrasound of a small life. A life he and I created.
“So?” I ask carefully. “What do you think?”
“You’re pregnant.” He stares between me and the ultrasound as if to make sure.
“Yes, Aiden.” I cradle my stomach. “I’m carrying your baby.”
“You’re carrying my baby,” he repeats, slowly approaching me.
When he’s within touching distance, I take his hand and place it on my stomach.
It’s still flat, but I can feel the life humming inside me. I can already feel the connection.
He stares at his hand and slowly strokes my stomach.
“We created a life, Aiden,” I murmur. “Are you happy?”
He rips his gaze from my stomach to meet my eyes. “Are you?”
“I’m over the moon. This is the best gift you could’ve given me.” I press my lips to his. “I love you.”
He wraps his arms around me and I squeal as he lifts me off the ground and hugs me. My arms wind around him as he kisses my mouth, my cheeks, my nose, and my forehead.
“You’re the best gift I’ve ever been given, my queen.”
“And you’re mine, my king.”
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THE END
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Blurb
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When lies become the truth.
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My name is Reina Ellis.
Popular.
Beautiful.
Untouchable.
Problem is, I remember none of it.
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His name is Asher Carson.
Gorgeous.
Silent.
Dark.
Oh, and my future husband.
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He has three rules for me:
I’ll bow.
I’ll break.
I’ll pay for what I’ve done.
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Problem is, I don’t remember what I’ve done, but I have a clue.
There was a fire.
A dead girl.
And I was there.
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About the Author
Rina Kent in an English author who's constantly parading between France and North
Africa due to her studies and her husband's demanding job.
When she's not packing suitcases or hopping from one plane to the other, she's busy whipping her characters to shape.
Since a young age, Rina has been obsessed with storytelling and flawed, edgy characters. Her heroes are often killers and anti-heroes and her books are always sprinkled with darkness, angst, violence, and lots of heat.
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Author Note
Blurb
Playlist
1. Aiden
2. Aiden
3. Elsa
4. Elsa
5. Aiden
6. Elsa
7. Elsa
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9. Elsa
10. Aiden
11. Aiden
12. Elsa
13. Elsa
14. Elsa
15. Aiden
16. Elsa
17. Elsa
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19. Elsa
20. Aiden
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22. Elsa
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24. Aiden
25. Elsa
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27. Elsa
28. Aiden
29. Elsa
30. Elsa
31. Aiden
32. Elsa
33. Elsa
34. Ethan
35. Elsa
36. Aiden
37. Jonathan
38. Aiden
39. Elsa
40. Elsa
Epilogue - Aiden
Epilogue - Elsa
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