Chapter 3 Fuck I Like Your Lips Too

• OLIVIA
• I watch Nathan until he leaves the restaurant and disappears from my sight.
• Then I turn to Ashley. She already has that mischievous grin on her face. I am not surprised. I knew she would do something silly.
• Ashley winks at me and squeals loud. People scattered around the restaurant turn to stare. Damn. Social anxiety is scary for this girl.
• I take a deep breath and let her do whatever she wants. This is going to be one of those moments where I just let her have her fun.
• "I said it." Ashley exclaims.
• "Just shut the fuck up." I snap at her and lift my glass to drink my fruit juice.
• "You fucking like Aiden Blacksmith." Ashley leans close and whispers. "And you are acting like you do not give a fuck about him."
• I give a half shrug. "I do not give a flying fuck about him. I do not like him, Ashley."
• "He is my sister's best friend. It would be weird to like him." I add.
• "You can keep the fact that he is your sister's best friend out of it. As if you do not want him to do all sorts of things to your body." Ashley blurts out with a smile on her lips.
• I arch a brow. "Ew. I do not want to hear that."
• Ashley starts gazing at me with her eagle eyes. "You seem to have a soft spot for Nathan. Then why did you turn down his offer to give you a ride home?"
• I shake my head. "Aiden already offered to give me a ride after my lectures. I did not want to make him feel bad or something."
• Ashley raises her eyebrows. "When did you start caring about Aiden's feelings? Last time I checked, you found him irritating and did not like his bad boy reputation."
• "I still do not like him." I snap. "Jeez. This is becoming an interrogation. I do not want to discuss this anymore."
• Deep down, I cannot help but wonder what is wrong with me. Why did I say no to my crush's offer? Why do I care about Aiden's feelings? He is arrogant. He acts like the world revolves around him. What the hell is wrong with me?
• We finish our lunch and walk to the parking lot. Ashley heads to her car. Thankfully, she does not say anything about Aiden on the way out. She gives me a hug and reminds me about the party. I am sure she will chat about it later. But at least she is not bringing it up right now.
• I walk to the usual spot where Aiden parks his car.
• Of course. His car is there.
• I feel stupid. He does not even know my lecture schedule. How would he know when I am done? But somehow, my feet bring me here anyway.
• I swallow hard. My eyes take in the scene playing out in front of me. Aiden Blacksmith has his arms wrapped around a girl's waist. They are kissing like it is the only thing they know how to do.
• My hands curl into fists. Can they not do this somewhere else? It pops into my head that we stood here this morning too. His body close to mine. But we were not kissing. Even so, we were the object of everyone's stares. It feels like I am one of those girls. One of his flings.
• Aiden's eyes meet mine as they break apart.
• I spin on my heels and walk away before he can say anything. I will call a cab to get home.
• This is what I get for rejecting a ride from Nathan. If I had accepted his offer, I never would have seen Aiden doing that. I would not be feeling like shit right now.
• "Good for you." I mutter under my breath.
• Why did watching Aiden kiss that girl make my stomach churn? He was so into it. Treating her like she is the most delicious treat. Like she is candy. I wonder what it would feel like to kiss someone. I have never been kissed before.
• Maybe Sarah is right. Maybe I am a loser.
• Why am I even mad? Is it because I saw Aiden kissing another girl? Why should I care? He can kiss anyone he wants. He is my sister's best friend after all.
• The doorbell rings a third time. I force myself to open my eyes. I have been sleeping ever since I got home from school.
• I need the rest. I need time to clear my head.
• I know Sarah got home because her car horn woke me up. But I drifted off again. I heard the doorbell ring twice before. I pretended not to hear it. I figured Sarah would answer. But maybe she is sleeping too.
• I drag myself out of bed and go to my closet. I grab the nearest t-shirt I can reach. I cannot open the door in just a bra. What if it is a guy? Or even Dad?
• But it cannot be Dad. He is working out of the country. He will not be back until the end of the month. Even if I wish he would be around more for me and my sister, I know that is not possible. Not since Mom divorced him.
• I shake off my thoughts and run downstairs to answer the door.
• I open it.
• I lose my balance at the sight of the person standing there. His honey brown eyes pierce into me. In an instant, he grabs my wrist and stops me from falling.
• I shrug and jerk away from his hand. I need to get a grip on myself.
• Yes. Aiden Blacksmith is standing at my door. Why should I freak out?
• I am about to go back inside when he reaches out and grabs my hand. He pulls me back. I wish I was stronger and heavier. If I had more weight, he would not be able to move me so easily.
• Now I am in his arms. I am so close to him that I feel his breath on my ear.
• "Why did you run off at school?" He asks.
• I keep my gaze fixed on his chest. I do not trust myself to meet his eyes.
• I cannot help but admire his body. His broad build. His well-toned arms.
• I desperately want to touch him. But I control the urge.
• Aiden lifts my chin. He makes me look into his eyes. "I like your hazel eyes." He mutters.
• His eyes darken and my heart beats faster. His eyes drop to my mouth. "Fuck. I like your lips too."
• He bends his head. I do not even think about it. I just close my eyes and wait for his lips to touch mine.
• "What the fuck!"
• That is the next thing I hear. My sister's familiar voice.