The Girl He Craves novel (Sophie and Aiden) novel Chapter 113

Sophie’s pov

I’m a bit lost for words. A bit startled. A bit dumbfounded. I’m not sure what I should say. Or what I should do.

I’m lost.

I’m confused.

But my heart leaped, twice, three times. I draw air into my lungs and continued to stare into his stormy gaze.

Was he speaking the truth?

The hard veil that had concealed all his emotions behind was torn. Vulnerability.

He was vulnerable.

Which meant, those words were true.

I gasped. Finally, my mind was working back, my body, my reaction. Late reaction, but can you blame me?

For a second there I thought he had frozen me completely.

“Wha-t?” Stammering words…..

He takes a step forward, eating up any bit of space that was left between us. My wet hands are fisted by my sides and my eyes have not left his face not once.

I want to see every emotion that crosses over. I needed to see them.

Because if there is one little flicker of dishonesty and lies, I would be shattered. My heart would not be the same.

His thumb, so hot on my skin brushed over my cheek softly. His head dipped a little so our eyes would be leveled and he whispered. “I’ve loved you for years Sophie Bell. Even as teenagers. I’ve loved you since I first set my eyes on you.”

His words had me pulling in a shaky breath. My tongue is tied, but my heart beats like a drum in my chest by his confession.

My brain is foggy though, I’m finding it difficult to hold air into my lungs. My knees are also weak, and I fear I might topple to them soon if I don’t get a hold of my emotions.

Aiden’s eyes bored into my own, searching for anything.’ Please say something,” He whispered.

My breath hitches and then as I stared into his unwavering eyes, words finally formed on my tongue.

“Why are you telling me this now?” I asked in soft tone that was undoubtedly filled with curiosity and doubt.

If he loved me this long, why did he wait now to tell me so? Why did he bully me in high school if he loved me?

This wasn’t making any sense.

Aiden thumb brushed my jaw bone and he uttered. “Because I can’t keep it to myself anymore. They told me to go slow with you Sophie, but every time I’m in your presence I can’t think properly and I fall even harder. It’s impossible to breathe when you’re near. It’s impossible to think properly.”

His eyes are soft. Softer than they’ve ever been while staring