Chapter 2-4

Marley opened her mouth to take Ian's side when once again she was bulldozed. "I'm not nineteen while Marley's sixteen, living at her house and then going off to college and ignoring her calls," Aiden grit out. "You're not even goddamn legal! You're a child, Ian. What do you want me to say?! Huh? Go and have fun with your adult boyfriend?! Well tough shit." "Oh my god Aiden, age is a number! I can't control how old the person I'm meant to be with is. And if Marley was fifteen and you were eighteen when you met her?" Ian challenged. "You wouldn't be saying what you're saying right now." Marley studied her boyfriend carefully, resting a hand over the one that was on her thigh and giving it a gentle squeeze. Talking about Dylan and Ian's age difference — given his past of Violet, Paul and his father — is a serious trigger for him. "Yes the fuck I would," her boyfriend snapped, tightening his grip on her. "Because unlike Douchebag minors aren't my typ