The Girl He Craves

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I knew better than to get on his nerves when he was that

irritated.

At least I’m relieved I wasn’t the cause of his anger this time. If I was, then why would he want to have

lunch with me?

When Mitch drives away onto the main road, Aiden’s eyes suddenly fall to my knees.

His eyes stare hard on my fingers clutching the tissue to my knees.

His brows knot into a frown.

“What’s wrong with your knee?” He questioned.

“Nothing, just a scratch. Seriously I’m okay.” I assured him. when his eyes deepened with raw concern.

Suddenly his hand is on the hand I had on my knee and he pries it away to get a better look at my

knee.

“It’s still bleeding.” He grumbles, almost as if mad that I got a scratch.

“It’s fine.” I murmured.

He shook his head and in a rapid move had my leg on his lap. He didn’t even care that I had heels on

and could poten- tially ruin his expensive pants.

“Aiden!” I gasped.

“Shut up.” He grumbles, tearing a piece of tissue and swatting my hand away from my knee.

“Mitch take us to the nearest store to get some bandaids and rubbing alcohol,” Aiden demanded.

“Yes sir,” Mitch said and swang on another road.

I shook my head. “You really didn’t have to Aiden. It’s not a big deal. The scratch isn’t even bleeding

much-

“You talk way too much Sophie. presses the tissue to my scratch.

Aiden grumbles and

I let out a huff, crossing my arms, annoyed as hell know- ing he wouldn’t let up. There was no way I’d

win this so it would be best if I just shut up and let him do what he wanted.

When we pulled up to the grocery store a good ten min- utes or so later, Aiden is the only one who

actually goes inside the store. He ordered me to stay inside the Suv and insisted that I was better off

sitting than walking.

He must think that little scratch had made me immobile.

I rolled my eyes and watch him disappear inside the store.

“Your boss is such a prick Mitch.” I said, glaring at the store he disappeared inside of.

I wanted some chips but my pride would not allow me to tell him to buy them for me. And seeing as he

would perhaps make a fuss if he sees me enter the store, there really was no way I can get my chips in

peace.

I can survive without chips.

We were going for lunch anyway…

Well hopefully we still were. I fear he’d think I was too ‘in- jured’ to have lunch.

Mitch chuckles lightly. “I don’t know Miss. Mr. Xavier has never cared for another woman the way he

does for you.”

His words had me haling back.

Sophie you better not make Aiden’s chauffeur get you to crack those walls around your heart. You

better seal them right up.

“I wasn’t sure which rubbing alcohol was the best so I took three different brands,” Aiden said as he

hopped back

into the car.

He closed the door and shift through the stuff he bought. He takes out a small bag of cotton balls and

the three rubbing alcohol bottles.

He really did buy three rubbing alcohol bottles….

“The lady at the counter said this one worked the best. But the man behind me said all worked the

same. Didn’t know who to trust so bought all three.” He grinned sheepishly when I looked at him in

disbelief.

I sighed. He was doing way too much for a tiny scratch. “You honestly didn’t have to buy the alcohol

Aiden. A ban- dage would’ve been just fine.”

Not even a bandage….my scratch was so tiny that having a bandage would be comical. But I don’t say

that because I’m

sure he would debate with me.

“Oh right the bandage,” He grumbles while shifting through the bag once more and pulling out-

“Is that Dora The Explora bandages Aiden?”

He grinned. “They were the only ones left in the store.”

My eyes narrowed on his face. Somehow I don’t believe a single word he just said.

Aiden reaches for my leg again and throws it over his thigh.

I turn bright red, because this time he managed to open my legs so vast that I was sure my panties

were on full display for him.

I just hope I didn’t have a wet patch down there from ear- lier when I was in his dressing room and he

was undressing…..

Aiden poured the alcohol on the cotton ball and then dabbed the wet ball on my scratch.

I hissed. For a small scratch, it hurt like a bitch when the

alcohol touched it.

Shy Aideyes lift to my face, darting everywhere to see if I

showed signs of pain. “Are you okay? Does it hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?” He rushes out,

his voice thick with

concern.

I would’ve laughed at his questions if my heart was not currently throbbing at his show of raw concern.

“I’m okay Aiden. It just stung a little.” I said softly and he

sighed in relief.

“Don’t scare me like that Sophie,” He whispered.

My brows furrowed. Did this little scratch really have him so concerned?

About fifteen minutes later Mitch pulled up beside a very expensive restaurant.

My eyes widen.

“Are we going to have lunch here?” I whispered.

I was not properly dressed for an expensive place like this, especially with a Dora The Explora

bandage on my knee. The skirt I wore definitely was not covering that.

Also, this place was always filled with rich socialites and I clearly was not one of them. I would stick out

like a sour thumb among these people. Like I was already just by sitting beside Aiden.

Aiden looks at me confused. “Yes?”

I winced. “This restaurant is very expensive Aiden. I don’t belong here.”

Aiden’s eyes turned stormy. “You’re worth more than that restaurant Sophie. Now keep that pretty

mouth shut before I shut it myself.”

He opened the door. “We’ll be back in thirty Mitch. If you want you can drive around the block.” Aiden

said while get- ting down.

I pushed closer to the door, gnawing on my lips and got. out when Aiden shot me a stare that told me to

get the fuck out or else he’ll force me out himself.

Coming to stand beside him, he closed the door while I fixed my blouse and skirt to look more

presentable.

I froze when I felt his arm sling around my waist and pull me close. “You’ll still be the most beautiful

woman in that restaurant even if you were in rags. Now come on mama bear, let’s get you fed.”