The Girl He Craves novel (Sophie and Aiden) novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39

Sophie’s pov

There are a million thoughts storming through my mind at this moment. Some didn’t even make sense.

Who’s standing before me didn’t make sense.

Was I even making sense?

My throat feels tight, emotions go haywire in my body. My heart is thumping loudly. I can’t think properly.

Standing before me, dressed in an expensive suit was Aiden Xavier. My high school bully, the guy I love, the guy who was supposed to be in jail. Ashton’s father…

I gulped.

He still looked the same after all those years. His blue eyes were still so beautiful, though I noted a strange look in them. They were dead.

And his lips. So straight, stiff, and unsmiling.

The power that radiated off of him had me squirming.

Aiden was even more handsome now with his hair shaved at the sides neatly and his body was even more toned with muscles that bulged under his suit.

My mouth feels dry

He changed. Something was different about him.

He froze when he heard my voice and when his cold eyes fell into mine just like they always had done before, I felt heat swim in between my thighs.

He could still get a reaction out of me without even trying.

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised about that.

But what I was surprised about was Aiden ripping his eyes away from mine and continuing to speak on the phone while ignoring me completely.

| shifted on my feet nervously as I stare at the side of his face.

Why was his eyes so cold when they stared into mine? Why did he stare at me blankly? Did he not remember me?

My heart slammed in my chest harshly. Can he really forget me so quickly?

Maybe he was still angry with me for taking the stand three years ago? For confessing about our sexual relationship…..

I stare intensely at the side of his face, my heart singing. Three years. Three years without seeing his face and being in his presence, and he still had my heart pounding.

Aiden keeps his face forward, his voice angry as he practically spits through the phone. I feel bad for the person on the other line.

My fingers itch to touch him, just to make sure that I wasn’t dreaming and that this was reali ty. That Aiden was really here. Mere feet away from me. So close that I can smell his alluring cologne.

I breathed it in, my pulse roaring at our close proximity yet knowing that I shouldn’t give in to temptation and touch him. He had ignored me like he didn’t know me. Like he didn’t remember the moments we shared.

I blinked.

It takes a while for me to realize he was speaking to me.

“Huh?” I asked confused, my heart slamming and sweat coating my skin. Why were we act ing like strangers?

“Are you not getting out now?” He nudges his head to the opened elevator doors and I smiled shakily in embarrassment as I walked out of the lift.

I turn around, my eyes connecting with his blue eyes. There’s no recognition in them, no emotion. So cold.

He tears his gaze away and punched the button almost urgently as the elevator doors closed and rid me of the powerful handsome sight of him.

I stand there, gnawing on my lips.

How did he get out of jail earlier than the five years they sentenced him to serve?

Did he break out of jail? I shook my head at the ridiculous thought. Aiden was many things, but he was not a criminal.

Though it did seem like he had changed a lot and perhaps I didn’t know him as much as / thought I did.

I felt cold suddenly when I remembered the huge secret I’ve kept from him.

I must have shit luck if I managed to bump into Aiden out of all people in New York. What was Aiden even doing in New York!?

I was confused, So confused about everything.

I didn’t know how long I just stood there and stared at the elevator until the door slides open again and Lisa, Bernard’s PA walks out of the lift,