“I’ll be here to catch you anytime, Angel.”
* * *
With forced confidence, I sauntered over to Aiden and tried my best to breathe as I approached him.
“Well, hello there,” I chimed with a slight drawl in my voice. “A bit surprised to see you here.”
He was sitting in a corner sofa with both arms draped over the back. He wore dark blue jeans that fit his hips perfectly and had a slight worn look to them. His shirt was a fitted, black button-up with short sleeves and some sort of black stitching design along the front panels. The shirt molded to his muscles and because of his posture, the sleeves hiked up and squeezed his biceps. I saw just a hint of a tattoo peeking out from under his right sleeve. I couldn’t quite tell what it was, but I definitely wanted… no… needed to find out.
Unques
