She closed her eyes. She hadn’t known it before this exact moment, but these were the words that she’d so desperately needed to hear from Aidan. That he was there and that she was safe. That he had her and he’d hold her until she stopped feeling so scared.
But what did all this mean, all these declarations and promises and soothing words? Were they, like, a couple? Were they dating? Were they friends who kissed like horny teenagers? She thought that maybe they were something but she wasn’t at all sure what, and if she was staying here at his place and he was kissing her, then maybe they needed to get a few things between them straight and clear. Just so nobody – mostly me – was confused.
Plucking up her courage, she opened her mouth. “Aidan?”
“Hmmm?”
“What are we – are we – what does…”
