Page 93 of Sweet Collide


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That's when I realize that Aiden's strong arms have wrapped around me. Before I can object, he's lifting me effortlessly off the ground.

My heart beats frantically in my chest at the proximity of our bodies. The fresh, minty smell of his soap infiltrates my nose as I bury my face into his shirt.

“What are you doing?” I squeak out.

“Making sure you get back home in one piece.”

“I don't need your help.” Jeez, I sound like a toddler having a tantrum, but my crushed ego can only take so much. Having Aiden come to my rescue runs the risk of shattering me into pieces.

He leans closer, his lips tickling my ears. “Remember you're my girlfriend. You shouldn't be objecting so much,” he whispers.

“I might be your girlfriend, but that doesn't mean I want you carrying me around like a sack of potatoes.”

“And I'll stop once I get you home and see if I need to call the team doctor.”

My mouth opens and shuts. He’s being ridiculous. Surely, he’s not really going to call the team doctor. “Are you serious?”

“As a heart attack.”

I roll my eyes at him. How can this get any more embarrassing? As if the universe could hear me, it answers in the only way it can. At that moment, the sky opens up, and big droplets of rain begin to fall on us.Soon, the water is cascading down. My dress is getting drenched and clinging to my skin.

Aiden stops moving, and I tilt my head to see what made him stop. He’s looking down at me, heat in his stare.

It feels like he’s undressing me with his eyes.

A shiver runs up my spine, and I start to tremble in his arms.

The chill causes my nipples to pebble, and that’s when I realize what he’s looking at. My skintight dress is now clinging to my body like a second skin.

Aiden looks at me like a hungry predator, and I’m his prey.

My pulse pounds, and as he stares at me, he leans closer.

I think he might kiss me.

I hope he will.

Closing my eyes, I move closer.

Waiting.

Waiting.

Then I hear a car door open, and I’m placed into the car.

And just like that, I’m thrust back into reality.

And I feel like an idiot.

Again.

23

AIDEN

It was a grueling fucking practice. Coach was none too pleased with our last few games. First, we lost game one, and sure, we eventually won game two, but it was close, too close. It should’ve been a blowout.

Personally, the first game against the Bulldogs is probably the worst game I’ve played in my career.

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