Chapter one hundred and fourty five

While I rested my head on Aiden's lap and he leaned on the wall, without a word to me anymore, I ran my fingers around his bulge slowly and smiled for a split second.

If anyone were to ask me if I knew what I was doing at that point, I'd say partially I don't know. Because I still felt very much weak and didn't really see clearly. Even though, I felt that my hands had moved to his bulge.

"Do you want to eat? Should I go make you some quick stuff this night?" Aiden asked and I shook my head in disapproval.

"Okay..." he said and I looked up at him, folding his two hands behind his head and he closed his eyes.

I continued to run my fingers around his bulge and slowly I held it firm. At that moment, I didn't really feel anything and I don't know why I was doing that. There was no guilt or feeling of right in me.

Aiden removed his hands from the back of his head and placed it on my back, he inched closer to me, and whispered, "Are you okay? Do you want to eat now?"

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