(Jessamine’s POV)“Colleen,” Shayla hissed, grabbing her sister’s elbow.Colleen brushed off her hand and walked toward me. My body jerked when she grabbed my hand and pulled me to her, hugging her.“You must feel terrible, Jessie,” she whispered, soothing my back lovingly. “I’m glad you finally had that courage to tell Mom how you feel.”“Hey!” I eased back, my lips pouting at her. “Just feel bad about me, okay?” I sniffled, wiping the tears escaping from the corners of my eyes.“And what? So…You’ll feel more guilty? You’ll feel… bad about everything?” Her eyebrows raised, crossing her arms on her chest. “Na-ah, sister! We’ve all been waiting for this day to happen that you’ll have the courage to tell Mom how you feel and you know… not just bow at everything she tells you to do.”“I never do what she wants me to do,” I pointed out.“That’s why we envy you. You can do that, and we can’t,” cut Shyla, rolling her eyes.“I’m still upset with you, though!” Colleen pouted her thin lips and
(Aiden’s POV) The throbbing pain cracking my brain woke me up, not Charlie licking my face. I groaned, pushing the puppy’s face away, and rolled to the other side. Charlie jumped out of bed, maybe finding my cheeks less interesting, and turned his attention to Jessamine’s shoes. The sunlight peering the room through the window told me it was two or probably three in the afternoon, but it was the least of my concern. “Argh!” I massaged my forehead, lowering my gaze as I tried to remember how I got myself on the pull-out bed or why I was in my pajamas. All I recalled was that after what had happened in the hospital room, Benedict went with us to the apartment after Jessamine sobbed nonstop in the waiting area as if her mother had died. Then Xavier invited us for a drink, but I did not have a can of beer like them. I had a whole bottle of whiskey for myself. Was it one? Or two? Sonia made it clear last night that she didn’t want me for her daughter, but what was unfair to us was her h
(Aiden’s POV) “What? You’re looking for what?” I blinked, then my eyebrows furrowed, hoping I heard it wrong. Jessamine might be looking for a cat, a pet I didn’t know. My best friend raised her head and looked at me, meeting my eyes. I didn’t back down, scowling at her as our eyes met. “I said I am asking them to help me find the guy I was with that night,” Jessamine repeated, then sighed, her full lips curling. “The father of this child,” she placed her palm on her belly. “What?” It was almost a murmur, and then I shook my head, trying to brush off the headache... and the heartache. “Why? Am I not enough?” “No, Aiden. You don’t understand.” Jessamine lowered her head and fidgeted with her hands. “Yeah, I don’t understand,” I opened my mouth, unsure which was worst, my presumed death or this. “This isn’t about you or me…” She snarled, fighting her tears and clutching the hem of her shirt. “This is about…” She turned her gaze at her housemate, silently asking for help to fill he
(Jessamine’s POV)I stared at my reflection in the full-length wall mirror in my bedroom naked. For the past two months, I looked the same except for my hair which had grown an inch or two, and maybe my eyes, which had become puffy from crying. My belly? I smoothened my palm on my still flat belly while I asked myself if my baby could feel my trembling hand.“What on earth are you doing?” Aiden asked, shocked to see me naked. He immediately closed and locked the door. “Why are you not wearing anything?” His eyes were wide as if he had seen something horrible inside the room. “Wear something.”I smiled sheepishly, shaking my head, and continued to stare at the mirror, looking at him in the reflection as he took my night robe and walked in my direction. He stopped when he was a foot behind me, creasing his forehead, thinking of what to do with the robe. Aiden is the most beautiful man I have ever met, and there is no question about his genes. He is gorgeous, smart, and the most loving
(Jessamine’s POV)My worries and fear disappeared, replaced with electric shocks jolting every part of my body the moment Aiden’s tongue touched my knot of pleasure. I growled when he moved his head back, but desire flooded my being, and the fire burned my skin when he stroked my pearl, slowly and gently, like he was making me suffer with intense pleasure.“A-Aiden… Aaahhh…” I gripped his hair hard, arching my head back when his fingers found my wet opening.Aiden thrust two fingers into my slit, pulling out and pushing them in, and when his tongue licked the center of my most sensitive spot, my body jerked with ecstasy. Everything was forgotten except for the euphoric pleasure he was giving. He was not stopping, sensuously dragging my soul from one cloud to another.“Aaahhhh…” I cried like a lunatic, forgetting we were not alone.I looked down and saw the love of my life, my best friend, sweetly torturing me with his skillful tongue. I moaned, gripping his hair harder as my body shud
(Jessamine’s POV)“Interesting.” Deborah lifted an eyebrow, her lips curving a sinister smile.My mouth opened, hoping to ask them how long they had been sitting in the living room, but the giddy look in my housemate’s eyes answered my unuttered question.Deborah was seated on the loveseat beside Xavier, and her fiancé pressed his lips tightly, making sure a laugh would not escape. Mr. Doug was sitting on the single sofa. He glanced over his shoulder, following where Deborah's and Xavier’s eyes were.“Oh, there you are,” Mr. Doug said happily in a loud voice. “I was telling Deborah about our neighbor. I think they’re aliens.”“Interesting…” I repeated what Deborah said, a nervous chuckle escaping my mouth.I swallowed hard, hoping it would flush my heart back into my chest. My heart pounded hard as embarrassment pricked every part of my body as I shifted my eyes to everyone except Aiden.Mr. Douglas shifted to his seat, resting his arm on the top rail of the backrest. He narrowed his
(Aiden’s POV)“Do you know them?” Jessamine asked curiously.She glanced at me, but that was only it. She didn’t look at me for over a few seconds, making me feel guilty. Her mind wandered somewhere, something worrying her that made me more anxious.“Of course not,” I denied. “I only saw them once when they asked me for directions. That’s it.”I lowered my gaze, pretending to focus on the food on my plate. They should not know that Jeanne and Will are my bodyguards and that my father allowed me to go anywhere, just this one time, without bothering me, as long as they were with me. We had to be discreet. No one must know we knew each other, especially Jasmine. If I had told her the truth, I would not need to hide my relationship with them.“You are Adam Knight. I saw your face in the news.” Mr. Douglas crossed his arms over his chest and raised his eyebrows as he leaned on the backrest of his seat.His eyes told me to be honest with everyone in the house, but it was not easy peasy as M
(Aiden’s POV)“Oh, my God!”Sasha squealed when I told her the news about Jessamine, and then there was a pause.“Yeah,” I muttered in a low voice while watching Charlie sniffing on the plants in the apartment’s small backyard. “She’s two months pregnant,” I added, looking heavenward as if it would do miracles for me.“Oh, my… Adam, I’m sorry.” The excitement was replaced with shock. There was her pause again, but it was longer than the first time.Charlie whimpered, his head on the apartment, wanting to enter the porch, but I shook my head.“Nope. Do your thing, buddy, then we’ll get inside,” I said, holding his leash tighter when he attempted to run.I was glad Bluetooth buds were invented. At least I didn’t have to hold my phone to my ear to talk to Sasha while I walked Charlie out. I glanced through the open main door, seeing them laughing at Mr. Douglas as he continued his argument about our weird neighbor, changing his theory from aliens to vampires because of how they dressed.