Irresistible (Neighbor from Hell #11) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,32
to the next page of the iPad that Aidan handed her a few minutes ago.
“It really doesn’t,” Aidan said, shifting behind her so that he could write something down in his notebook before adding, “Next page.”
Nodding, she swiped to the next page of her file and landed on what appeared to be a lab report. “Why doesn’t it count?” Melanie asked, taking a bite of one of the many Hostess pies that Aidan ran out to get for her at the gas station down the street after a craving woke her up at two this morning.
“Goes against the rules,” Aidan said, writing something down before he reached over and grabbed her small bottle of apple juice off the nightstand and handed it to her.
“Wait. What rules?” Melanie asked as she accepted the bottle.
The long-suffering sigh that followed had her lips pulling up into a smile. “The rules that we discussed last night.”
“We did?” she couldn’t help but ask as her attention shifted to the lemon Hostess pie on the bed that looked especially delicious as she took a sip of her apple juice.
“We did. We really did,” Aidan said as he gently caressed her belly through her shirt as he wrote something else down.
“Was I awake when we discussed these rules?” Melanie asked as she handed the apple juice back and focused on finishing her Hostess apple pie so that she could move onto that lemon pie.
“Probably not,” Aidan murmured, placing her bottle back on the nightstand with another, “Next page.”
“I see,” she said, swiping to the next page.
“Did you want me to refresh your memory?” Aidan offered, making another note.
“Well, that depends,” Melanie said, finishing off the last bite of apple pie.
“Depends on what?”
“Are the rules negotiable?” she asked, reaching for the lemon pie.
“Well, now that depends on whether you’re going to share that with me,” he drawled as she looked down at the lonely lemon pie in her hand and-
“So, what are these rules?” Melanie asked, holding up the delicious treat that she would prefer not to share.
Chuckling, Aidan ripped open her pie for her. “Well, the first rule is that you can’t tell me something that I already know.”
“But you didn’t know about my obsession with baked goods,” Melanie said, frowning as she took a bite of the lemon pie and-
Oh, God, that was so good, she thought on a moan.
“Lucky guess,” Aidan said dryly.
“What’s the second rule?” Melanie asked as her gaze shifted back to that pile of snacks and she couldn’t help but notice how delicious the Hostess chocolate cupcakes looked.
“Next page,” he said, writing down another note. “No lying.”
“Does that really need to be stated?” Melanie asked with a sad shake of her head.
“Fair enough. How about this then? Out of every five things, you have to tell me one thing that nobody else knows,” Aidan said, making her frown.
“But I tell Rebecca everything,” Melanie said even as she had to admit that there were a few things that she’d kept from her best friend over the years…
“Looks like you already broke the second rule,” he said with a tsking sound and a, “Next page.”
“And you know this how?” she asked as she swiped to the next page.
“Doctor’s intuition,” Aidan said, making another note.
“Is that even a thing?” Melanie asked even as her lips pulled up into a smile as she looked at the sonogram picture of their son.
“It’s the reason I went to medical school.”
“That is a good reason,” she agreed, nodding solemnly as she took another bite of her lemon pie and couldn’t help but wonder if there was any spaghetti left in the fridge.
“I thought so,” Aidan said, chuckling as he gently caressed her belly. “Now, about that first rule…”
“You really expect me to tell you all the things that I wouldn’t tell my best friend?”
“Only the good stuff,” Aidan said, making her smile.
“What about the boring stuff?”
“We should probably skip that stuff. I mean, I don’t think it’s a good idea to make things awkward,” he explained in a lazy drawl as he made another note.
“No, no, we wouldn’t want that. It might make things weird,” Melanie said, chuckling as she shifted to get more comfortable and couldn’t help but notice just how good he smelled. It was one of the first things that she’d noticed about him. The second had been his eyes. She knew that most women would have probably noticed how incredibly handsome he was, but there was just something about his eyes…