Chapter 47
Was he … was he mad?
It certainly looked like he was. For what reason, I couldn’t fathom. But it was right there. His lips pressed in that tight
line that screamed something bothered him.
A subdued voice in my head told me that he probably regretted ever asking me toe to this thing with him. The
attire of someone who didn’t even own a proper evening gown was probably not to his standards if he looked so
displeased.
I ignored the difort in the pit of my stomach and snatched the first emotion that I could get ahold of. One that was
extremely easy to summon when it came to him. “Aaron ckford,” I hissed, finding my voice. “What in the world is
wrong with you?!” My chest heaved up and down. “Don’t you know how to knock?”
“I knocked.” His tone was hard, matching his expression. “Twice.” That stupidly deep voice of his reverberated through
my bathroom.
“I could have been naked, you know.”
Aaron shifted in front of me, not letting go of the knob. Hisrge fingers gripping it in a way that made me wonder if it
would give out under the pressure.
“But you are not,” he said, voice still hard. “You are definitely not naked.”
My gaze shot from his hand to his face. Just in time to watch how those two blue eyes jumped to my shoulders,
traveled along my neck, and then returned to my eyes. His expression clouded further as we looked at each other for
a long moment.
My palms started sweating, the longer neither of us said anything.
Jesus, what is even happening?
My heart raced faster, the more the air filled up with a tension I didn’t understand.
It was almost suffocating. Much more than earlier in the kitchen. So much that I felt how my guard came down, all
kinds of thoughts assaulting my mind with nothing to stop the bruising.
“Is there …” I broke the silence. My voiceing out breathy. “Is there anything wrong?”
He shook his head. Just once. His eyes bounced down my body again very quickly. “You found a gown.”
“I did,” I admitted, looking down briefly. “It’s been such a long time since Ist went on a date that I forgot it was even
there.” I watched his expression take on a new edge, making me feel incredibly stupid for saying something like that.
“Well, that doesn’t matter. Not that I’d wear this to any date anyway, I guess. It’s the only one I have, so I hope it’s
okay.”
I passed my sweaty palms along my thighs, stopping myself at the prospect of messing with the fabric.
Aaron’s throat worked. “It’ll do.”
It’ll do?
I had no idea what I had been expecting him to say, but I’d be lying if I said that hadn’t stung a tiny little bit.
“Good,” I answered, looking away, not letting my shoulders sink. “Let’s go then.” Instructing my mouth to smile, I only
looked back at Aaron when it was toothy and big.
He remained where he was, not uttering a single word.
“Come on,” I told him, keeping that fake megawatt smile where it was. “You don’t want to bete, do you?”
A couple of seconds after, he moved out of the way. Without a stare-off, which I appreciated because I wasn’t in the
mood to look at him just yet.
I stepped out of the bathroom, and I made sure of two things. One, I didn’t brush his chest with my shoulder. And two,
I didn’t have any reason to feel hurt by whatever Aaron ckford said.
Chapter Seven
We had been driving in silence for the longest fifteen minutes of my life when I decided I could not take it any longer.
I wasn’t in the mood for small talk, and I knew that waiting for Aaron to say something would be like waiting for a brick
wall to crack open and reveal the entrance to a wizardly world. But if I didn’t say anything to fill in this silence, I’d have
to jump out of the moving car.
“So, a fundraiser.” My words fell into the reduced and quiet space, sounding too loud.
Aaron nodded, his gaze remaining on the road and both hands on the steering wheel. “For a good cause, naturally.”
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