Chapter 9-P2

"I didn't mean..." Aiden sighed, and she jumped when he leaned down to she would be forced to look at him instead of her shoes, "I didn't mean anything by that. You don't have to drink," he said calmly. She shrugged, flinching away when three cups were being handed to him. He looked into their contents and then quickly moved to pass the appropriate drinks to Bree and Jason, "Thanks, man." Aiden nodded at him, and Marley forced herself to look away from the final solo cup in his grip. "Let's go find a spot," Gabby suggested, curling a hand around Marley's arm and starting to tug. Marley was glad to go. She doesn't judge. It's what teenagers too. Doesn't mean she likes it. "Wait," a hand clamped down on her opposite arm, warm and gentle. It sent her nerves into haywire. Aiden was suddenly inches away, and even with his sunglasses on Marley could tell he was scrutinizing her. "It bothers you," he sa