Aidan slumps down next to you, your leg brushing his. He looks at you, tilts his head and smiles Hey, how are you? he asks, gazing into your eyes with that familiar intent. He listens to you explaining how you're not doing too good, because of a fight you had with your friend, Maisie. He can't help but feel bad. He rests his hand in your lower back to try to comfort you, his index finger touching the bare skin between your top and skirt. His eyes still track yours
Comments
0No comments yet.