fight.
“I think Becca is a nice girl, and I don’t want to see some guy take advantage of her innocence. That’s all.” Toni laughed, but it didn’t sound like what she was thinking about was actually funny. “Becca is not as sweet and innocent as she seems. She is more guarded than Fort Knox. Unless you are really persistent you’ll never get past the image she wants you to see.”
“Do you think Jake is good enough for her?” Why did I keep asking these questions? “Sure. He is smart, super hot, and always a gentleman. You didn’t ask if I thought this was going to work out with them though. The answer to that question is no. Becca freaks out. I think she’ll sabotage herself, or just stop answering her phone before he can get her to commit,” Toni explained.
“Why would she do that if she likes this guy?” Becca got more complex the more I learned about her. Toni’s eyes danced with amusement. “Well Aiden. If you want the answers to those questions you are going to have to watch closely and be very persistent. You probably won’t ever find out though,” Toni taunted.
I raised my eyebrow in question. “I guess you want to know why I said that. Ok, you won’t find out because you will need to get very close to her to gain that level of trust. A level of closeness you will never get to as long as you have a girlfriend. Understand?”
I nodded my head, but dammit if I wasn’t even more fascinated now. What skeletons could such a sweet person have in their past?
7
Rebecca
Friday came around very quickly. Toni forced me to go shopping for what she called “essentials". The essentials were slutty underwear and a new outfit for the wedding. The outfit, an emerald green cocktail dress and strappy-heeled sandals, was a very important purchase. Personally, I could have done without the slutty underwear. In any case, I had no intentions of displaying it.
Toni and I continued to hang out with Aiden and his friends during the week before the wedding, but I successfully evaded being alone with him. Oddly he seemed only try harder to find chances to get me alone. Weird, but it made me think he was serious about being friends. I could always use another friend.
I grabbed the garment bag from my closet and a small duffle bag. I opened the trunk of my “mom car," as Toni lovingly called my square shaped and boat sized sedan. Hey, I’m not one to look a free car in the mouth.
“Hey, ready to head out?” a low voice rumbled behind me. Aiden. My belly flipped and filled with butterflies. Nope. I definitely planned to ignore that reaction. “Yeah, in a couple of minutes,” I answered as casually as possible.
Looking at Aiden still knocked me for a loop. I couldn't find an accurate description for him: g orgeous, hot, studly, none of those words were adequate.
I was knocked stupid the first time I saw him, which honestly surprised me because he wasn’t my usual “type”. I always went for the boys with dark hair and dark brooding eyes.
Aiden , on the other hand, had sandy blonde hair with deep sun-bleached highlights. And his eyes, good lord, I didn’t know eyes could be navy with other colors of blue swirling around. He was an athlete. It showed by the way his t-shirts played tug of war with hidden muscles.
I allowed my mind to wander while I carefully, maybe too carefully, stowed my bags. I was pretty sure he knew what I was thinking about because he had a lazy smirk on his face. I was learning that smirk meant he was thinking something dirty. “Give me your phone,” Aiden demanded holding out his hand.
I raised an eyebrow confused by his odd request , but it seemed innocent enough, so I handed him my phone. His fingers flew over the touch screen. A few more swipes and a chime sounded from his back pocket.
“There now you have my number, and I have yours,” he grinned. I pursed my