Chapter 8-P4

"Aiden..." she breathed. "But I'm not worried about it," he was suddenly flippant, unconcerned, waving a hand as if to brush the matter away, "He won't do anything. He's fucked with me in the past and he knows what happens when he does." He rested his forearms on the table, his head cocked sideways as if in childlike curiosity. She didn't say anything, but he was looking at her as if she was saying something very important. "Thank you, Aiden," Jason's throat clearing, the words shy, was what made their little bubble break. Aiden shrugged uncaringly, "Don't worry about it, but I wouldn't recommend sending anyone else's dick pics to their mothers again." Bree covered her mouth with her hand and even Gabby and Marley started to giggle quietly. "Do you know what happened?" Bree asked after the little moment of humour had ended. Aiden's jaw ticked, his eyes focused on Marley again with an unreadable expression, "H