Letting go of Grace Read Free

him.
    “It’s all yours.” I walk out smiling and excited for tomorrow.
    We get into the car and my stomach screams at me. I have worked up an appetite.
    “Sounds like you’re finally hungry,” Aiden teases.
    “Do you have food at the house?” He shakes his head no.
    “Can we stop at a grocery store? I’ll make dinner. It’s the least I can do after punching you in the face.” I can’t say it without laughing at him. He reaches his hand over and squeezes my knee. I squirm and nervously laugh even more. He pulls out of one parking lot right into the next one. I see a grocery store and start to think about what I should make.
    “What do you like?” I watch him as he pulls into a spot and puts the truck in park.
    “Everything, but I have to warn you, I have nothing in the house, but pots and pans.” I get out and start making a mental list. I grab a cart and push off as I hop on. Aiden runs up behind me and grabs the handle and pushes me. We are touching and I know this could be dangerous territory for us. When we reach the door I hop off and he pulls away. I attempt to distract myself by looking over the store and start in produce. Aisle by aisle I load the cart up. I catch his eyes every now and then and we smile at each other. When we get to the register it comes out to over three hundred dollars. I pull out my wallet and Aiden swipes his card. I give him a look and he gives me one back. Together we load up the cart. When we walk out I spot a liquor store. I glance at him.
    “Want to drink tonight?” He smiles at me. This could be very treacherous. Screw it.
    “I’ll meet you at the truck.” I walk in and gather all my favorite men; Johnny, Jack, Jose and Jamison.
    The cashier looks at me and I give him an apologetic smile. Apparently, my shame went out the window.
    “Have a good night, ma’am.” He smirks at me.
    “I fully attend to.” I grab my bottles and go out to the truck.
    Aiden is playing with the radio and finally settles on a station when I close my door. He eyes my bag and raises an eyebrow.
    “Ready?” I nod and he drives us home.

IT TAKES A WHILE TO unpack everything. I really stocked him up. The once bare fridge is now full and I think Aiden likes this. I open cabinets and put things away not asking him where things go. I set up the kitchen as I want it and he doesn’t say a word. When I finish I look at him and I can tell he has been looking at me.
    “I have to shower, then I will cook us dinner,” I inform him before walking into his room and then into his bathroom. I leave all the doors open. It’s a test for the both of us. I wonder as I shower if he will come in and try something or if he is really going to set me free? Part of me hopes he’ll try again. But I don’t feel disappointed when I get out and don’t see him around. I wrap a towel around myself and head into the bedroom. He walks in and goes into the bathroom leaving the door open while he showers. Is he testing me now? I get dressed quickly and put on some makeup then head into the kitchen.
    I’m starving at this point so tonight’s dinner will have to be a fast one. I grill some chicken and make baked potatoes. I pull out some asparagus to grill alongside the chicken. I’m happy I bought spices because it would have been a dull dinner. Aiden walks out looking fresh and sexy from his shower. I like to see him in jeans and a T-shirt. I think it’s my favorite look on him beside the tux. He is barefoot, like me, and comes over to see what I’m making. I feel him behind me, but he doesn’t touch me.
    “I’m too hungry to make a big, fancy dinner.”
    “Looks good to me.” He finally touches my sides and I can feel the connection. I feel the tingles run right through me like a freight train. Using all my willpower I stay looking forward. It’s still there and I wonder how long it will take us to make the same mistake twice.
    “I’ll set the table,” he whispers in my ear. The sensation of his hot,