This is Elsa’s first day back at school. I’m supposed to be her wingman, but I’m totally failing at that.
“Sorry. I didn’t sleep much last night.” A certain face and voice kept me up, and I might have stalked his window.
When he drove me and Kir home, I sat with Kir in the back, ignoring Xander’s glare, and then he went out and didn’t return.
At least, not until I fell asleep re-watching Atonement somewhere after one in the morning.
Not that I watch him all the time. I told you, I just notice things.
Like right now, he isn’t here yet, even though the class is about to start.
Xander isn’t the brightest one amongst the horsemen, but he always has good grades in spite of skipping classes.
This must be one of the days he sleeps in.
Not that I care.
“Here.” I push my notebooks at Elsa. “I highlighted all the sections you missed. If you need anything else, I’m your girl.”
“I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.” Elsa rubs my arm with a warm smile. “You’re the best.”
“No, I am.” Aiden’s voice halts my small victory dance at Elsa’s words.
He stands before her desk and taps his finger in front of her. “I told you I’d drive you.”
“And I told you Kim would do it.” Elsa stares up at him meeting his harsh stare with her unyielding one.
Aiden King is a ruler here, and although we were basically brought up together, he always gave me the chills, real ones, not those mixed with chaotic emotions like Xander gives me.
The moment he glares, everyone has the urge to b
lend with the walls or dig a grave and bury themselves in it – me included.
Elsa is possibly the only one who doesn’t bow down to his authority, not even when he was her worst nightmare. Maybe that’s why he looks at her as if she’s his world and he’ll unleash hell on everyone else just to see her smile.
He’s the type of king who’ll start wars for his queen.
As scary as Aiden is, I love the way he looks at Elsa, the way his brows soften under his hard face, the way he tells her without words that he’s hers as much as she’s his.
I’ve been watching them since they began, and I fell in love with them together worse than a fangirl falling for fictional heroes in romance novels.
The fangirl is me, by the way. I have more book boyfriends than I can count. Don’t judge.
“Hmm.” He strokes a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’ll pay for that later, sweetheart.”
“Show me your worst, Aiden.”
God. It’s so unfair to watch this and know it’ll never happen to me.
Can I bury myself somewhere, please?
He grabs her arm. “Let me show you now.”
“Class is about to begin,” she hisses.
“Keyword being about.” He pulls her into his side.
Elsa’s face heats as she mouths ‘sorry’ to me while Aiden drags her behind him caveman style.