The Best Friend's Contract

''In my heart,'' He replies as both of his eyes are piercing into mine without a single blink interrupting his stare which causes me to seek for any sign of
lies yet I find none. Both of his brown eyes are confusing me with the words he said—leaving me to feel my heart beating faster than usual as I try to
control my breath.
Then, he clears his throat. ''Because . . . a deep conversation comes from the heart. Where else would be talking deeply?'' He chuckles, lightly before
stepping out of the car.
Instantly pushing the thought away, I step out of the car to meet the sun shining brightly before turning to look at Aidan, running his fingers through his
hair as he makes his way towards the back; pulling out our luggages.
Is it normal to feel my heart beating at an unusual pace? When it exploded as soon as he ran his fingers through his hair or his eyes meet mine
without blinking . . . then, his lips curving up into a smile as soon as he sees me staring back at him. How can all of this happen at once even though
all of the gestures was normal.
''Are you coming?'' He asks, making me blink.
''Yeah. Coming,'' I reply with a slight smile as he nods before walking inside, leaving me standing here all by myself; trying to clear my head from all
the sudden chaos inside.
Just like that, I head inside to find another wave of memories, seeing a younger version of Aidan and I running around the hallways as we teased
each other. Then, our laughters filled the living room as we played with dolls and figurines—instantly leaving me smiling at the fade memories of our
past.
''Alain!'' I turn to look at Harley, seeing her laughing as her daughter continues to run after her with Alain following behind. The three of them are
smiling widely as they enjoy the moment, leaving me to eye them, closely. Within seconds, Alain runs past Harley before wrapping his arms around
her waist and pull her close towards him; Ava clapping her hands.
My eyes wander down to their lips, reading his. The three words coming out from his mouth seems to have caused Harley to grin, making me stare.
''Invading someone's privacy, huh?'' Aidan's voice seems to have caught me off guard as I yelp and turn to see him grinning widely, chuckling at my
reaction. ''What are you doing standing in the middle of the door?'' He asks, slightly taking a few steps towards me as he closes the door behind me,
his right hand right next to my head.
''I wasn't invading anyone's privacy,'' I clear my throat.
''Clearly . . . you were just standing there with a smile on your face. That makes a lot of sense,'' He smirks.

Seconds before I can respond, Mia appears near the door with a small smile plastered on her face, ''Sorry to disturb you two, lovebirds but Aidan,
father wants to see you in his library.'' She says, causing Aidan to take a couple of steps away from me, letting me let out a breath of relief before
tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
''See you later,'' He smiles down at me before patting his index finger on the tip of my nose.
My lips curve up into a sly smile as he walks away, leaving Mia with me. She crosses her arms before gesturing me to follow her up the stairs, ''Come
on . . . I'll show you to your room. Aidan might've picked up all the bags upstairs but he's not going to give you the grand tour,'' She says, ''Do you still
remember the way around the house?'' She asks.
''It has been sixteen years since I last came here,'' I reply.
''That long, huh? Well . . . you're lucky you got me,'' She jokes as we both walk down the hall and straight to a room at the end of the hall, which I
remember used to be Aidan's room whenever he goes back to Dallas.
''This used to be Aidan's room,'' I mutter but loud enough for her to hear me due to the silence. My eyes wander around the room to find myself
looking at a neat and cleaned room without a slight mess—and it even looks different from before, as if it has been decorated and refurnished.
''Yeah . . . now, it's yours, too.'' She smiles, walking towards the glass window. ''It's funny to think back of when this used to be just Aidan's room but
now, he's married and he has you. It's okay though because now, I'm the centre of attention because apparently, I'm the only one left who is
unmarried,'' She adds.
I laugh, liking her expression.
''I'll leave you to unpack. It'll probably take a few hours for Aidan to come back because I just saw him leaving the house with Alain and father. So,
you might as well rest. You must be exhausted,'' She continues to speak.
''Thanks, Mia.'' I reply with a smile.
Mia walks out of the room before closing the door, leaving me standing here in the middle, all by myself. Then, I head towards my luggage to take out
a pair of sweatpants and a long-sleeved shirt, wanting to take a warm bath before changing into them, comfortably.
As soon as I'm done, I walk straight towards the mirror and look back at my reflection. My eyes are somehow a brighter blue due to the sunlight as I
turn around and head towards the bed, running my hand on the sheet; trying to make myself more comfortable.
I lay my body on the bed, closing my eyes as I let out a breath—liking the comfort. It feels extremely relaxing to have all of my makeup removed and
hair washed because everything feels so much better without having to worry getting anything ruined. It doesn't even take me long to fall asleep,
slowly ignoring the birds chirping outside.

My eyes blink slowly as I see a familiar figure standing near the walk-in closet as he takes his shirt off, making me blink again, trying to get a clearer
view instead of a blurry one. Then, I come to realise that it's Aidan, all along. His back is currently facing me, leaving me to eye his broad shoulders

and toned back as he drops his shirt onto the ground.
Just as he's about to take his jeans off, I immediately sit up straight before clearing my throat, receiving his attention; seeing him looking a little bit
surprised as he drops both of his hands to the side, turning around to look at me and showing off his perfectly toned abs.
''You're awake,'' He mutters.
I try my hard to only look at his eyes, ''When did you get home? Mia said you went out,'' I reply, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear as I feel my
cheeks heating up at the sight.
''I just got home. You were still sleeping and I didn't want to wake you up,'' He says, our eyes are looking at nowhere but at each other—knowing that
this moment can't get any awkward but it has and it's disturbing.
Why does it feel awkward? I've seen him shirtless before, countless times. It shouldn't feel any different than now but all of a sudden, every single
detail about him is noticeable. Even by the way he stands or how his hair is in different directions, messily . . . the details I can't simply look away and
act unbothered.
''Right . . . I was just taking a nap,'' I look down at my hands.
''Mmm, I was going to take a shower.'' He replies, slowly as he rubs the back of his neck, leaving me to eye down at his abs.
I instantly chuckle before standing up, ''Don't make me stop you. I'll just head downstairs,'' I continue to speak as I walk towards the door, not wanting
to stay in the room and knowing he's in the bathroom, taking a shower while I imagine the unnecessary details which is definitely something I would
want to avoid.
''I'll see you downstairs,'' His lips curve up into a small smile as I quickly step out of the room, not wanting to keep on staring at his body.
To my surprise, I bump into Harley in the hallway, seeing her eyes widening at the sight of me. ''Wow . . . are you alright, Kenna? You seem a little bit
flushed,'' She says as she eyes my face and into my eyes, trying to see if there's anything wrong.
''I'm perfect. Absolutely perfect,'' I grin, immediately walking down the stairs and straight towards the front door—stepping out of the house and taking
a deep breath, eyes instantly meeting the sunset.
My body starts to ease at the amount of oxygen I'm inhaling before pulling my hair towards the back with my hand; pushing them away from my face.
This shouldn't be the way I react when I see Aidan shirtless, there shouldn't be any reaction, at all . . . like how it used to be but why does it feel as if
my heart is going to thump out of my chest?

The Best Friend's Contract
Chapter 39
SEDUCING MY STEPBROTHER
EPILOGUE
Winning Her Heart Again (Jasmine)
Chapter 117: We're Divorced
Maybe, I should start worrying about my health.
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