"Among other things," he pauses for a moment and gazes at my lips. Kenneth coughs, averting Aiden's attention. Aiden arches his back; his feathers flatten towards the floor. "But yes that is correct, I am THE Aiden Hemmingway if you want to put it that way."
"I should have known." I huff and look towards the wall.
Kenneth walks closer to the bed and stands next to me with his legs divided two inches apart and his arms across his bare chest. He smirks when he sees me looking too long at his bulging biceps. He spreads his wings just enough to block the view of Abigail and Aiden and winks."Don't worry, Love. It's not your fault."
Kenneth doesn't hide the sarcasm from his voice as he glances over towards Aiden. "He has this brilliant theory, the less you know, the better."
"Is that so?"
