Savoring the unknown

Savoring the unknown

MADALINA

While sitting in the office trying to alleviate the stress that had crept up on me, my peripheral vision noticed a group of people through the window. I didn't need to look directly to sense Aiden's presence. Instantly, I stood up and went outside. Debra was already there, patting each of the guys on his back and thanking them for all the hard job done.

My eyes were glued on Aiden. A million different things ran through my brain at that specific moment, challenging its prefrontal cortex. I had no particular plan what to tell him, how to transform my thoughts into senseful sentences and be rational. He was very much aware of me standing nearby but avoided looking at me at all costs. Hell, it was unbearable to be ignored like that, but I had to admit I deserved his frosty demeanor. And I should be the one making the first move. So, taking a deep breath, I approached him.

"Aiden," I called his name, seeing how the muscles on his back got all tense after hear