Secret Daddy - J.R. Gray Page 0,9

the guest room.” His words stung but I knew why he was doing it.

“If you’d feel more comfortable that way, of course.” I wasn’t going to let him rile me. Not when we were stuck here together. I’d been taking care of his needs for months and I could tell parts of him still wanted that.

His brother was my best friend and had saved me in a lot of ways, but I didn’t think Adam would disown me for this. I’d taken the risk and I was going to stand by it. The rest would work itself out as long as I didn’t spook Aiden again.

He narrowed his eyes at me and turned on his heel, walking out of the room. I followed him, glad he couldn’t see the amusement written all over my face. He dressed while I did the same. He seemed calmer once clothed again.

“Ready to talk?” I asked.

“I’m going to make sure the phone lines are working.” He stormed out of the room.

I picked my cell up off the nightstand and it had one bar. Not great, but our town was in the middle of nowhere. I knew Aiden had a cell phone. I’d seen him use it at the library. I followed him out of the room. He hung up the landline and then walked to the firewood stack, surveying it like we were going to freeze to death.

His brother texted me, but I would check them after I figured out how to persuade Aiden that Adam wouldn’t disown him. I sat on the back of the sofa, waiting for him to get through his ritual or whatever this was. Next Aiden moved to his fridge and the freezer. He muttered under his breath and huffed.

“What's the matter?” I asked. This had to be some sort of ploy to get me to enquire and I was giving in to him.

“If this lasts longer than two days, we are going to be in serious trouble.”

I schooled my features, stepping towards him. “Why is that?”

“I haven’t shopped in a week. We barely have enough food and the firewood is low. I didn’t refill it last night for obvious reasons…” He trailed off but he attempted to look concerned.

“If it lasts more than two days, then I’ll dig us out.” I would be digging us out long before that because there was no way Aiden would be able to stay here longer than that. “But it won’t. They’ll have the ploughs working double time.”

The crease in his brow deepened and he crossed his arms over his chest. Aiden was acting out for attention, knowingly or not. I would need to work out ways for him to let me know when he needed special time to work through his feelings. I needed time for that, right now required a quick solution.

“How are you going to dig us out?” he asked. “All we have is a baby shovel.”

“I want you to remember that next time you get it out,” I replied, not giving in to his freak out just yet.

He side-eyed me and huffed, going about checking his supplies again.

“You know I’ve spent a lot of time in remote cabins. We will be fine.”

“I like to make sure everything is in order.” Aiden was going to give me a headache with all his pacing.

I caught him by the shirt next time he passed. He looked from my hand to my eyes, gaze narrowing. Slowly I pushed to my feet, towering over him. I loved the difference in our sizes.

He pulled his shirt tugging it free from my grasp. I grabbed his wrist tightening my fingers around it.

“What?” he asked at last, finally lifting his eyes to mine.

“You need to slow down.”

“I have things to do.”

“You don’t have anything pressing.” I brought his arm behind his back, twisting it slightly.

He winced, clenching his teeth.

I put my palm on his cheek and lowered my mouth to his. “Calm down.”

He trembled and parted his lips, tongue meeting mine, soft moans. Lovely sounds, all for me. I drank them down as I kissed him.

“Wow.” His breath hitched as he spoke.

“Are you going to stop freaking out now?” I asked when I pulled back.

“You kissed me?” He was stammering and I didn’t think this was going to be better.

If a kiss was all it took to win him over, I guess I’d be kissing him until the snow melted, which when I thought about it wasn’t the worst idea in the world.

“Yes.” I searched his