Warning: Explicit chapter ahead.
I let out a squeak as I was hurled backwards, Aiden easily spinning me in mid move so I ended up sitting astride him, my bent knees on either side of his thighs.
Another high pitched squeak escaped my lips as Aiden's hand came up to lightly grasp my ponytail and used it to tug my head back, so my face was level with his, and I had to meet his eyes.
"What the hell was that?" He demanded, eyes burning with an intensity that both frightened and thrilled me. For someone who'd just been crying, he'd recovered damn fast.
"I…" I began and gulped, scared out of my wits. "I wasn't thinking straight, I'm sorry."
"Not thinking straight huh?" His voice was low and took on a dangerous tone that set my blood racing in a different direction. "Sure about that?"
"Y…ye
