7
JED
I could feel Aiden’s stare from across the table as I attempted to finish my dinner. While chewing, I agonized over what he thought about the very personal information I had admitted to even though I hated my life being put under scrutiny.
The only time I’d touched another human outside of platonic friendship was in my dreams, and even then, just Aiden. If he knew the truth, I wouldn’t have been welcome at his table, and I couldn’t stomach the thought of him pushing me away.
He might say a person ought to be allowed to love who they would, but he saw me as a kid, Jacob’s little brother. Incestuous, I imagined he’d think of my desire for him, same as my family would.
Forbidden—and just downright wrong, same as my burning l**t to kiss and bite every inch of golden skin bared to me
