Irresistible (Neighbor from Hell #11) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,82

opened the door, and-

“Did my father tell you the rest of the rules?” Aidan asked, sounding bored as he placed Cody on the bed so that he could set up his playpen.

“He might have,” she said, watching as he finished setting up the playpen before taking Cody, who was still asleep, from his car seat and made quick work of changing his diaper and put him down in his crib with his favorite blanket.

Once, he was tucked in…

“Then you know that this doesn’t work unless I lose my fucking mind, don’t you?” Aidan asked as she found herself backing up towards the bathroom.

“He might have mentioned something to that effect,” she mumbled only to bite back a wince when she felt her back hit the bathroom counter.

“What else did he tell you?” Aidan asked as he placed his hands on the counter on either side of her, effectively trapping her as he leaned in and ripped a moan from her as he kissed her neck.

“That you’re a stubborn pain in that ass that doesn’t listen,” Melanie said, loving the sounds of his chuckle as he pressed a kiss against her jaw.

“Anything else?” he asked as she felt his hand slide between her legs and-

“I-I don’t remember,” Melanie said, struggling to focus as he rubbed his palm between her legs.

“I see,” Aidan murmured, sounding thoughtful as he continued to move his hand between her legs. “We’re getting married, Melanie, but we’re doing it my way.”

“And what way is that?” she found herself asking as her head fell back, giving him more room as he kissed his way back down her neck.

“Pick a date,” he said as he rubbed his hand harder between her legs.

“Tomorrow,” Melanie said, licking her lips only to find herself turned around in his arms so that she was facing the mirror.

“That’s not going to work for me, sweetheart,” Aidan said, running his hands over her stomach as he pressed a kiss against the side of her neck.

“That’s your only option,” Melanie said because she refused to back down.

She didn’t care if this “curse” was real or not. She wasn’t about to take any chances, not when it came to Aidan. She loved him and she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. She didn’t care about anything else.

“What did your sister say to you?” Aidan asked as he ran his hands up her stomach so that he was cupping her breasts in his hands.

“Oh, you really thought that I would let her screw with my head? That’s so sad,” Melanie said with a pitying sigh and a sad shake of her head that ended with a moan when he gently squeezed her breasts. Caitlyn had crossed the line with her one last time, leaving her with no other choice but to do the one thing that she’d never allowed herself to do before.

She told on her.

Oh, had she tattletaled her ass off today.

She’d told her parents everything. It was something that she’d never done before because she knew that it was always better to handle Caitlyn on her own since her parents would just ground her sister, giving her a chance to make everyone’s life miserable. No, when it came to Caitlyn, Melanie either took care of her sister on her own, or she simply ignored her. Over the past couple of years, she’d ignored her sister…

Until now.

Now, Caitlyn had finally pushed her too far. So, Melanie did what any self-respecting woman her age would do, she told her parents all those things that Caitlyn didn’t want them to know and quite a few things that her sister probably thought she’d forgotten about.

“Then what are we doing here?” he asked, using his hold on her to pull her back against him.

“Because I want you,” Melanie said, unable to help but moan as he gave her breasts another squeeze before he slid one hand back down her stomach.

“You already have me,” Aidan promised her as he worked her pants open so that he could slide his hand inside her panties.

“Then it shouldn’t matter when we get married,” she said, struggling not to moan when she felt his hand slide between her legs.

“It matters.”

Chapter 42

“Open the goddamn door, Melanie!” Aidan bit out as he glared at the locked bathroom door.

“Are you going to marry me tomorrow?” came the reply after a brief pause.

“No,” he bit out, because they were doing this the right way no matter what the stubborn pain in the ass that had somehow