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He continued to stare at me in disbelief before he crossed the short distance across the
room. “I just want you to be okay.” He whispers cupping my face.
“I’ll be fine.” I allowed myself to melt into his embrace.
“Scarlett,” He gave me a pointed look. “I don’t think you actually understand the risks
associated with a procedure like this.”
I couldn’t help but role my eyes. “Yes I do. They gave me a whole ass packet on it.” I pulled away from him and walked over to my desk where the green folder from this morning was laying on top. Handing it to him, I plopped down on my bed and watched him start digging through the papers.
The only risk really associated with the donation comes from the anesthesia they give you,
and even then that’s a very small risk. It was less than three percent!
“It says it right here!” He held out a piece of paper to me. “See – heart attack, stroke,
pneumonia!”
“It also says that those are the serious complications associated with the general
anesthesia.” I cracked a smile. “Nice try, thought.”
“I still think it’s risky.” He mumbled as he continued to flip through the folder.
“Come here,” I patted the bed next to me. Hesitantly placing the folder back on my desk, Aiden kicked his shoes off and came to lay down next to me on the bed. Once he was laying down, I shifted so that I was straddling his hips and placed my hands on his chest. “I know you don’t agree with it, but this is something I have to do.”
“You’re the most stubborn person I’ve ever met.” He rolled his eyes, pulling me down so that he could planted a kiss on my cheek.
“You love it.” I smiled against his lips.
His gray eyes met mine, and he sent me a devilish smirk before capturing my lips with his. I couldn’t help but melt against his touch, even if I was ready to kill him less than half an
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hour ago.
I guess when you love someone, they make you feel a million emotions – all at once.
Wait – love?
No… A very strong affection… maybe.
Not love.
Definitely not love.
“There are a lot of things I love about you, Princess.” He hiked up my loose shorts and let his hands rest on my ass. I could feel his hardening erection as I purposely shifted in his lap.
“I guess there are a few things I like about you…” I teased, planting a trail of kisses along his
neck.
Grabbing both of my arms, Aiden flipped us over so that he was laying on top of me. “No more talking.” He whispered as he pinned my arms above my head. “Not unless you’re screaming my name.” I felt my breath catch in my throat as my body began to respond to
his words.
With certain hands, Aiden deliberately lifted my shirt so that his fingers began moving up and down my sides. When they reached my bra, his fingers shifted under it, pulling my breasts out of the cup as his fingers found my now hardened peaks. The action sent tingles
to my heated core.
Taking my nipple into his mouth, he began sucking hard and running his tongue back and forth on the sensitive knob. I bit down on my lip to prevent the loud moan forming in the
back of my throat from escaping.
“I want to hear you scream, baby.”
With one hand still massaging my breasts, Aiden allowed his other hand to tangle in my hair and leaned in, kissing my lips. I wrapped my arms around him as his lips left mine and he nibbled at my neck, allowing myself to melt under his touch.
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Tuesday passed by in a blur.
The only thing I really remember are the concerning looks the teachers kept giving me when I asked them for the work that I would be missing for the remainder of the week. I had to assure them multiple times that I myself was perfectly healthy, and that I was just getting a small procedure done.
Brooke and Caroline came over after school and we spend the entire afternoon just hanging out and semi–watching whatever movie Caroline had picked out. When the two of them left after dinner, I was left alone with my thoughts. As much as I was really trying not to think about tomorrow, it was all I could think about. My mind kept drifting back to the really large needle they were going to stick in my spine.
Oh god, I’m going to be sick.
Aiden had offered to come over again today, but I felt bad taking up all of his time. After our little encounter on my bed yesterday, he hung out with me until my mom got home and then left to go do homework.
He may be smart as fuck, but he still had to put in some effort to do the work and get a grade. On top of that, he was usually at soccer practice until after six. How he had the energy to even text back, is beyond me.
After another night of tossing and turning, I sprang out of bed when my alarm rang at 5 am the following morning. The hospital called last night and told me to be there no later than
seven so that they could prep me.
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