Page 32 of Sinners MC: A MC Anthology

“Don’t bullshit me any further, Lisa. One, you were literally blushing when you gave me that lame-ass assignment excuse. Two, we both attend history class together, and there was no assignment. And three, spill the beans right now.”

My shoulders drooped in defeat, and I hid my face with my hands in mortification.

Huffing, I ran my fingers through my hair and looked up at my best friend.

“Okay. Here’s the truth…”

And then I spilled everything to her. Aiden pulling the stupid stunt, both of us riding on his motorbike and going to the lake, Aiden opening up to me and both of us getting intimate with each other. I didn’t get into too many details because I wasn’t ready for it.

The entire time she looked at me like she’d gotten the biggest shock of her life.

“I leave for three days and I miss so much. Why doesn’t anything happen when I’m around? Urgh!”

I chuckled nervously.

By that time, our food arrived and we both dug in.

“So, you will tell him on Tuesday?” she asked while chewing on a piece of the delicious, flavorful steak.

I nodded. “He has to know. I can deal with his ignorance for the rest of my life, but I can’t even fathom of dealing with his hatred for me.”

She stared at me with a pitiful look. “You love him, don’t you?”

I remained silent as I continued eating my lunch.

“He will forgive you, Lisa. He’ll understand,” she muttered, placing her hand on mine as she gave it a gentle squeeze.

I offered her a small smile, which she returned. As we finished our lunch and split the bill, a new customer entered the restaurant. Normally, I wouldn’t bother who was coming or going, but this person mattered to me.

Aiden was entering the restaurant with a few of his friends. Monica followed my gaze and gasped, giving me a sly smile. He was still wearing the same clothes as last night, and even now he was the most handsome and breath-taking sight in this restaurant.

“Do you want to go and talk to him?” she asked, arching up her eyebrows.

Should I tell him now? Or wait?

His back faced me as he placed his order at the front counter, while his friends laughed at some joke they were whispering among themselves.

I shook my head. “No, it’s okay. He’s here with his friends and I don’t want to bother him.”

Monica opened her mouth to protest, but when I heard my name coming from Aiden’s friend, we both turned our gazes in that direction.

“How is it going with Lisa?” the guy with blond hair asked.

Aiden put his hands inside his jacket pockets and leaned against the counter.

“Nothing.” His tone sounded bored, as if he’s trying to brush off the question.

“Oh, come on. She’s been chasing you for months. You must have had a piece of her by now,” his friend teased and winked as the other guys started laughing as if he’d cracked a joke.

Realizing something must be wrong here, I moved back to the corner so that Aiden didn’t see me. Monica’s worried eyes met mine, but I shook my head, letting her know it wasn’t affecting me.

But I was lying to her and myself. It was already affecting me deeply.

“It’s nothing, man. Is our order ready?” he nearly growled at the cashier.

“Five more minutes, sir.”

“Come on, man. At some point, you have to share with us. Why not now?” his other friend chided with a grin on his face.

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