Page 31 of Sinners MC: A MC Anthology

When I looked at him, I was presented with his glare and pain.

He narrowed his eyes as if trying to figure me out but was having a hard time. “How long?”

“I don’t know. A few days?” I suggested.

Tonight was not the right time. I wanted him to have an open mind when I revealed my truth. He wouldn’t be able to handle it well as he simmered with anger.

“You have till Tuesday.” That was the day after tomorrow.

“On Tuesday, you better tell me because I’m finally giving us a chance. Take it or leave it.”

I knew this was the best I would getting from him, so I didn’t protest.

I nodded. “Tuesday,” I agreed.

He let out a heavy sigh as he finally relaxed, with his gaze softening at last. For the next few hours, we sat there in each other’s arms while we relished the peaceful silence.

CHAPTER 4

After Aiden dropped me back to my dorm and left me with a kiss on my lips, I stayed awake till dawn. I couldn’t stop thinking about the moment we shared together. It felt so special that it had already become a part of my most treasured memories.

I finally felt relieved that he was giving us a chance. This time I wouldn’t let go. This would be our new beginning.

A new beginning to our broken friendship?and perhaps something more.

Finally, I let myself drift to sleep with Aiden lingering in my thoughts.

Everything will soon be all right.

When I woke up, it was already afternoon. The usual buzzing and chattering of the students filled the atmosphere as I got ready and left my room.

As I headed downstairs, I found Monica getting in. Perfect timing.

When she found me at the stair, she beamed up at me and shrieked in excitement, as if we hadn’t met for ages. She immediately hugged me tightly, engulfing me in her warmth.

“Urgh! I missed you,” she gushed, swaying us left and right with her arms around me.

I giggled and snuggled closer. “It’s been only three days, but I missed you, too.”

Chuckling, she moved back and frowned at me. “Girl, did you just wake up? Your eyes are puffy.”

God, I couldn’t hide anything from her.

“Yeah, I just…” Should I tell her? “I was up late finishing the history assignment,” I lied, even though from her narrowed eyes it was evident she wasn’t buying it. She crossed her arms and gave me her are you sure, you aren’t lying look.

“Do you want to grab some lunch?” I offered, trying to change the subject. Thankfully, she agreed and dropped the subject. For now.

We headed to our usual brunch place, finding it packed like usual. We took a seat in an empty booth. The waiter came by and took our orders for two Caesar salads and steak before he left.

“So?” Monica asked in a chirpy voice with her arms crossed on the table.

“So what?” I questioned back, taking a sip from the water bottle.

“Are you going to tell me what your history assignment was about? Or should I say who?”

I nearly choked on my drink from her question but got my composure back as I placed the bottle on the table. My heart skipped a beat while my shoulders became rigid.

“What?” I whispered with my eyes wide open in shock. How did she know?

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