A strong hand wraps around my arm and pulls me back, closing my connection with whatever is going on between those two.
Kim falls limp again and Xander punches in the code to their house.
Wait. He knows the code?
“It’s the last room on the second floor,” I tell him.
“I know that,” he says over his shoulder.
Okay. That’s not weird at all.
I’m sure Kim’s mother won’t come out from her workshop or even if she does, she wouldn’t care much. She’s very… open.
Once Xander disappears inside, I meet Aiden’s narrowed gaze. His posture is rigid at best. What is he angry at me for?
“What?”
“Close your doors and windows. All of it.”
“Uh, the house has an alarm system. We’ll be fine.”
“All of it,” he grits out. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”
The hot and cold is giving me whiplash.
Even if he’s pissed off at Xander, he has no right to unleash his anger on me when I haven’t done anything wrong.
I hate it when people use a weaker opponent as the punching bag of their emotions.
A whip comes down my back and another and another. I scream so loud, my ears pop.
I flinch at the random vision. What in the ever living hell was that all about?
“Elsa?”
My gaze flicks to Aiden who’s clutching me by the shoulders as I almost topple over.
Wait. Did I just… lose time?
Aiden’s inquisitive eyes search into my soul. “What happened just now?”
“Nothing.”
“I don’t lie to you so give me the same respect in return and don’t fucking lie to me.”
“The same respect?” I wiggle free. “You and the word respect shouldn’t even be in the same sentence.”
“What happened to you just now?”
“I don’t want to tell you.”
How dare he demand that when he freaking triggered that vision?
“Either tell me or I’ll extract it out of you.” He grips my jaw. “I’ll find out anyway, the method is up to you.”
Screw him and his mind games.
All I want is to curl into a ball in a dark, small corner.