Ella
My heart slammed against my ribs as Aidan’s piercing gaze locked on mine. He stepped closer, his lips curling into a smirk that sent chills down my spine. I clenched the fabric of my underwear tighter in my fist, silently cursing the stars for my rotten luck.
“Well, well, Nuel,” Aidan drawled, his voice low and mocking. “Whose underwear did you steal? Or is this some weird fetish of yours?”
His words hit me like a ton of bricks, and I froze, the implication swirling in my head. He didn’t know the truth. He thought I was some kind of pervert—stealing and wearing women’s underwear. Relief flooded through me so quickly that I nearly laughed. My secret was safe, for now.
I silently thanked my brother for his ridiculous advice to always carry a racy magazine. “It’ll throw them o
