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Cold, rough and aggressive

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Cold, rough and aggressive.

His hands grabbed mine and pushed them off his body as he distanced himself from me.

"What are you doing?" He asked, breaking me out of the seductive gaze I had him trapped in.

"What does it look like?" I couldn't help biting my lips slightly as I looked up at him through my lashes.

"I am a married man." He let out, averting his captivating green eyes from me as he folded his hands infront of his chest.

"Oh... I'm sorry. I didn't know." I stumbled back as I tried to move away, suddenly embarrassed. I felt colour rush to my cheeks. I certainly didn't see a ring on his finger. My eyes fell on his left hand, still not finding a ring.

I never had gotten this embarrassed.

"Besides, you probably shouldn't just kiss strangers. It's not right."

"I can do whatever I want. Thank you so much for your concern." I sarcastically replied, the anger evident in my voice as my nostrils flared ever so slightly. My own arms came in front of my chest as I narrowed my eyes at him.

"And I should inform you that I was only looking at you because..." His thumb came up to my face and he traced it along from the edge of my lips to just above my chin. He brought the thumb in front of me, covered in what I assumed was my pink lipstick. My eyes only widened as I stood awestruck and embarrassed with my jaw almost touching the gravel beneath us. Had it been like that all the time, oh god! Why didn't Liz tell me? That little bitch!

So much for acting sexy.

Without a word, he turned around and moved to the driver's seat, opening the door for himself and quickly slipping into the car. Oh sweet lord, he was fucking hot. As I stared at the back of his head, I heard the black car purr to life as he drove away.

I sighed, turning on my heel to get into my building. With heavy steps, I made my way up to the fifth floor from the almost broken staircase. As I pushed the key into the hole, I jumped back as the door was pushed open itself.

"Aiden?" I let out a squeak, not really expecting to see him greet me at the door with a wide smile on his face.

He suddenly engulfed me in his arms and I hugged him back after a couple of seconds, "You are back?"

"You didn't get my message?" He asked once I had slipped out of his grip and past him into my small apartment.

"I...oh yeah, of course. I forgot." I lied as I turned around to face him once again. He didn't need to know that I had blocked his number.

"How was Peru?" I finally asked him, frowning at the apron he was wearing. My apron. He had already made himself at home.

"I was in Brazil last but Peru was beautiful but I got bored so I came back home, to you." Of course he did. He got bored of Seattle so he left to go to Egypt four years ago. He got bored of Egypt and went to travel across South America. He got bored of me so he left in the first place.

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