Chapter 21 - Aaron
As soon as I opened my eyes... The first thought in my mind was what the heck I was doing on the floor while I stared at the ceiling like it could bring the answers to me magically.
But, it didn’t take long for the truth to come back to haunt me as the memories of the past night paid me a visit, and I recalled all the events and things I had done then…
… Along with who I did it with…
... I even thought this must be a mistake... Another dream I had with her, but no matter how much I thought about it... I just couldn't pretend what we had done didn't happen!
That had been entirely unexpected, and clearly, Giselle shared similar thoughts as mine since she was nowhere to be found in my room, same as her things that should be scattered all over the bed or floor as far as I could remember.
She had fled from our crime scene just as quickly as I would have done if I had woken up first... Although I doubt she would have had to deal with the pain, I felt getting up due to my poor choice of a mattress when she did it.
... Most parts of my body were sore or aching, the second one being more specific on my back, and only a few of them on my chest area...
Which made me think that if I didn't mind anyone else finding out about it, I would tell Owen and his friends to never mess with her again because she has very sharp claws that weren't just for appearances' sake.
But back to the more important thoughts about the night before, I ended up catching myself thinking about when she had changed the sheets on my bed that was no longer there while I opened the windows to erase our scent from the room.
... Another thing I learned after living for a relatively long time with Werewolves was that their sense of smell was quite sharp, just like it was shown in movies and books, especially when someone might be trying to hide something from them...
So, after spraying my favorite perfume all over the room as extra protection against Sabrina and my gossipy son, I went into the bathroom to clean myself... Although, at the same time, I regretted the fact that it would wipe her scent off me as well.
... Emotions that I didn't know where they came from and that I couldn't understand very well kept saying in my mind, instead of agreeing with me that if it's true, it would be good for me since I didn't want anyone else to know about that...
And as the water poured over my head, it was inevitable that I would end up thinking it was impossible to deny any longer that I didn't have feelings for Giselle as I had done until now.
My unthinkable actions last night had made it more than clear that it was much more than I wanted to believe they were, as a part of me wanted her to be something more special to me rather than just my father's stepdaughter.
... I wanted to hold her in my arms and tell her that I wanted to age with her while we watched Edward grow up...
NO! What I meant was that I wanted to understand such feelings first before I got the chance to speak with her again!
Therefore, when she opened the front door downstairs, I turned the shower on again, only to avoid such a conversation, not being able to help but notice how carefully she climbed the stairs since the steps didn't creak like they usually did.
Allowing myself to assume that she should want to avoid me right now as well since she quickly left the house once more to a place that I couldn't even pretend to know, after all...
The only times I allowed myself to pay attention to her were inevitable ones when I couldn't escape being with her, like when we helped Alpha Magnolia with the cookies.
... And as I seemed to be very good at it, there weren't many things I really knew about her other than those shared among our family...
The fear she always showed in her gaze when she was alone with me also helped with this, since most days, we just exchanged a couple of words with each other when needed.
... However, it was far from what I wanted for us as we could be much more than only this to each other as last night had already proved as I remembered how she enjoyed it as well...
... WHAT?! NO! STOP, AARON! STOP! THAT'S NOT WHAT I WANTED TO SAY!
Trying to stop the tempting thoughts coming into my mind, I could picture her lying perfectly on my bed as she was still before me, biting her lips as she waited for my next- GOSH! STOP!
"That's not what I should be thinking about! So, hold yourself back, Aaron. Hold yourself back...This isn't you. This is not you!"
Speaking aloud, I tried to convince myself that, although I knew very well, it all was useless as my thoughts always returned to her when I let them wander freely...