Shadow Shifters: Damaged Hearts 1: Mine to Claim by A. C. Arthur

Author:A. C. Arthur [Arthur, A. C.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fiction, Coming of Age, Paranormal, General, Romance, Gothic, Hispanic & Latino, new adult
ISBN: 9781466857087
Google: lwdOAgAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00H0V04EY
Publisher: St. Martin's Griffin
Published: 2014-04-08T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

Grace

No, this wasn’t Rory. This wasn’t like that night at all. I said the words over and over in my mind, had been since our lips first touched and the heat seemed to encompass me instantaneously. I couldn’t stop, didn’t want to and so now I was on top of Aidan, loving the feel of his muscled chest, his strong arms and thighs beneath me. His erection was a little unnerving. It was actually the break of lust-filled euphoria I’d been engulfed by. It was what gave my inner rejections a voice and had Aidan grasping my shoulders as he pushed me off of him.

I rolled to the side, lying on my back, eyes closed, chest still heaving, body still tingling from his touch. From the motion of the bed I figured Aidan had laid back down as well and was most likely wondering what type of lunatic he’d brought to his room. Or maybe, just maybe he was calling me a dick-tease just like Rory had.

“You said no regrets,” his voice sounded after a long silence. “Why did you say that? Did something happen to you that you regretted?”

I bit my bottom lip hoping that pain would ease the one growing between my legs. It was a gnawing sensation, persistent and intense, but even it couldn’t drown out the sound of Aidan’s voice or the question he’d just spoken, or the swell of embarrassment snaking along my spine.

The fact was I didn’t tell anyone about my regrets. I never had and never planned to. Things happened in life and a person either picked themselves up and moved on or wallowed in self-pity until life wasn’t worth living anymore. I despised the latter and had promised myself a long time ago that I would move on, that I would have a life despite those idiots that tried to hold me down with their cruel words and senseless pranks. I was determined to be better than them, to be the bigger person, and here I was, letting what they’d done to me turn me into a quivering, self-doubting goofball in front of the only guy I’d ever felt like being different for.

“I don’t talk about regrets,” I told him when I thought the silence was just about to drive me insane. The least I could do was open my mouth and talk. “There’s no point. They don’t go away but I refuse to give them any more attention.”

“But you are giving it attention. You may not be talking about it, but you’re acting because of whatever the regret is,” he said simply, as if he were explaining how to ride a bike. Get on and pedal, how hard is that?

Well, talking about this was hard, which is why I’d avoided it for so long. The fact that he sounded like it didn’t matter that I’d stopped us before we could … before either of us could get what we both seemed to want, only made the past a bigger and much nastier pill to swallow.

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