“An envelope?” I asked, really not expecting it.
“Well spotted.”
I ripped down one side of the envelope, leaving quite a ragged edge, pulling out two tickets of a very different sort.
“Opera?” I asked.
“Last I checked,” Aden said, keeping his eyes on the road.
“Chris?” I asked.
“Got it in one. You're really on a roll, sweetheart.”
I blushed at him calling me sweetheart. I'd had pet names before, but they somehow sounded different coming from my brother’s best friend. Probably because it was a reminder that we were finally together. Aden really did want me the way I wanted him.
We again held off on s*x, mostly so I would be able to sit comfortably for the duration of the performance. Though I could tell Aden had something special planned for me when we got back. A thought which buzz
