Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina) novel Chapter 94

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I should have known this was a bad idea.

I’m in the backseat of Zaid’s car, my legs crossed, my arms folded, my glare burning holes. into the backs of their heads. Aiden’s in the passenger seat, slouched comfortably, his fingers tapping against his knee in rhythm with the low music playing through the

speakers.

Zaid is watching me in the rearview mirror as he drives. He has one hand resting lazily on the wheel, the other draped over the gearshift.

He gives me that cocky smile of his.

After Aiden made me orgasm two times, finally, I went back to Zaid. He did nothing but help me take the plug out. The squirming I’m doing now is all because of the words coming from Zaid and Aiden’s mouth.

“You sent her to me this morning?” Aiden asks Zaid through a badly disguised chuckle.

Zaid flicks his eyes at me through the mirror and nods. My cheeks feel so hot, like I’m on

fire.

Aiden shakes his head, rubbing his fingers on his chin as he thinks about it, his shoulders shaken with another laugh. “Fuck, I wish I would have thought about plugging her ass.”

“Aiden!” I smack his arm. “I don’t like this.”

Zaid lifts an eyebrow. “Don’t like what, love?”

I sputter, surprised he’s struggling to understand what I’m saying. “This! You guys talking

about me like this!”

I wave between the two of them, but it only makes Aiden’s smile widen. “She felt wetter.”

Zaid nods. “So wet.”

“Oh, for the love of ” I sit up straighter, heat crawling up my neck. “Can you two please stop?”

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Aiden turns just enough to glance at me, amusement lighting up his dark eyes. “Why? It’s

true.”

Zaid chuckles, throwing a knowing smirk at Aiden before flicking his gaze at me through the rearview mirror. “She’s cute when she’s mad.”

I huff, sinking back into the seat, embarrassment crawling up my neck. “I hate you both.”

“Some say hate sex is better,” Aiden mutters under his breath.

I ignore him.

We pull into the grocery store parking lot, and I practically launch myself out of the car, needing space from them.

When did it get like this? Zaid and Aiden, talking about me? Joking about me and my…

pussy?

I groan, rubbing my hand down my face. Maybe it was better when they hated each other so much they weren’t talking.

They follow behind me, and the second we step inside, they start right back up.

Aiden’s pushing the cart lazily with one hand, tossing in random ingredients, while Zaid walks beside him, pulling items off shelves like he actually knows what we need.

A smile pulls at my lips. I shared the recipe with the both of them, but it looks like Zaid is the only one that looked at it.

He tosses something in the cart and walks beside Aiden, his dark eyes locked onto me. “What do you think about the way she kisses?”

My eyes widen, and I turn away from them, walking quickly to make sure no one thinks

I’m with them.

They walk faster to catch up to me, and I hear Aiden’s voice as he replies. “Her tongue? It does-”

“Stop!” I plead. “Please.”

I stare between them, my face burning, and then, before I can think too much about it, I grab Zaid’s collar, pull him down, and press a quick, fleeting kiss to his lips. His body tenses in surprise, but then he melts into me, languidly kissing me.

“Is that enough payment?” I whisper, voice husky.

Zaid’s grin is downright wicked. “Yes.”

1 gape at him. “You have got to be kidding me.”