The Best Friend's Contract novel Chapter 49

''If he's smiling . . . that's a start,'' She says.

''He has never shown that side of him. I mean, I've never really seen him get mad. He'd be pissed off by certain things but he was never really the type to scream or shout.'' Diana continues to speak, ''He shows his anger through actions . . . than words. He's rather spend time alone to sort things out than pouring his problems to others,''

''I can see that,'' I mutter under my breath. ''But, I heard rumours that he's very strict at work and he's the type to get what he wants, whenever he wants. I've come to think that he has two sides to show. He shows me a better side of him, a happier, cheerful and funny Aidan instead of the opposite.'' I add.

Seconds before Diana can say another word, we hear someone walking down the stairs which causes us to shut our mouths; not wanting Aidan to hear our conversation. Just as the person enters the kitchen, he looks at us with a confused expression.

''What? Why are you guys looking at me like that?'' Aidan asks, furrowing his eyebrows as he heads towards the fridge to take an apple.

''I was just talking with Kenna about the town. It has been awhile since she's been here and a lot has changed. Would you mind picking up some groceries and while you're at that . . . show Kenna around,'' Diana swiftly says, causing me to turn and look at her but her lips curve up into a smile; leaving me turn to look back at Aidan who starts to chuckle.

''Would you like me to show you around, Kenna?'' He asks, like asking me on a date.

''I'd love that, Aidan.'' I reply, smiling.

I walk with him towards the back, seeing a Mercedes-Benz and an unknown covered car. My eyes wander to the car and Aidan seems to have caught my gaze as he walks towards it, ''It's an old truck. I'm not sure if it still works but we can give it a try,'' He says, pulling the sheet off to reveal the truck.

He takes the keys on the wall before stepping inside the truck, me following afterwards. It feels nice but different at the same time as I've never been in a country truck before.

''Let's just hope this baby starts,'' He mutters under his breath as he puts the key in before twisting to start the engine. It fails for the first time but as he tries again and harder, the engine starts with a noise, causing both of us to grin.

Aidan drives down the road with both of the windows down, letting the wind blows onto my bare skin as I watch the trees we pass by. My lips curve up into a small smile, liking the experience.

''We're going to pick up some groceries first,'' He starts to speak. ''Then . . . we can have breakfast before I can show you around town. There's nothing much if you still remember from when you last came here but I guess it's good to relive them.'' He adds, making a right turn.

Silence accompany us once more but before it can, any longer, I start another conversation. ''I saw you this morning. You were chopping wood?'' I half-asked and half-said, not wanting to make him remember back about the tender he lost while we're going out trying to spend time together.

''I'm sorry you had to see that side of me but I lost a project and I couldn't resist the urge to express it. I wanted to fly back to New York and get the tender again but, that'll be no use.'' He replies, casually.

With every perfection he owns, there are certain flaws that comes along with it. Like anyone or everyone would say, nobody's perfect.

''We're here,'' He says, gesturing for me to look around. ''There's not much country in Dallas but you're still in Texas and this is it,'' He chuckles at the end, as we both step out of the car; heading towards the nearest grocery store.

We walk side to side, eyes wandering inside the store before heading towards the aisles. I keep still, only eyeing things around while Aidan chooses the kind of canned beans he'd take.