Chapter 3.
Through the dim corner of the VIP lounge, I watched Aiden and Madison pressed close together.
Madison wore a crop top and high–waisted jeans that highlighted her perfect figure. They’d created their own bubble, separate from everyone else, whispering intimately.
Even through the screen, their chemistry was undeniable.
My chest tightened painfully.
Just hours ago, Aiden said he wanted to pursue her. Clearly, he’d already succeeded.
When Madison drew “Push–ups” in Truth or Dare – where a guy had to do push–ups over a girl – Aiden volunteered instantly.
The crowd went wild.
Madison lay back on the couch, blushing. Aiden positioned himself above her, knocking out dozens of push–ups.
He was careful at first, maintaining distance. But on the last one – whether from exhaustion or
intention – he collapsed right on top of her.
The room erupted in screams and whistles.
Both their faces flushed red. Then, amid the chaos, Aiden leaned down and kissed her.
I wanted to cry, but after this afternoon’s breakdown, I had no tears left.
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