“It seems like you change your mind alot,” Aiden commented, his tone casual, as though he was talking about the weather.
He didn't seem upset. That was a good sign.
Right?
Shrugging my shoulders in an effort to appear uncaring, as though I didn't just declare something so damning for the second time, I grabbed my canned coca-cola.
Raising it to my lips, I took a sip as I tried to settle my racing heart, “I don't, actually,” I replied.
“Your heartbeat says otherwise.”
His words made me pause.
Furrowing my brows at his words, I stared at him, “What does that mean?” I asked in a baffled tone.
“Can you hear my heartbeat or something?”
A chuckle left my lips at the question.
That wasn't possible.
‘Was that like a saying or a quote or something?’ I wondered.
Aiden's response was
