Aiden

I caught her hands before she could pull away, my thumb brushing over the bandages wrapped around them.

I wished they could heal faster so I could lace my fingers through hers properly again.

"I made breakfast," I said.

"Already?" She sounded disappointed.

"I woke up early for nothing," she mumbled, pouting as she started walking down the hallway.

I didn't think much of what she meant and just followed her, eyes glued to the way her ass giggled under that tiny dress. Each step made ...