Chapter Title: (40) It Accentuates Your Bad Boy Image-02

She finally decided to surrender, it was his sore muscles tomorrow anyway. Curling up in his hard chest, she rested her forehead on his neck, relaxing at his deep, even breathing "I just fell. I slipped on the edge." "What were you doing all the way over there? It was so far away from the game? And close to that ditch? Jesus you could've been more hurt, hit your head, sprained your wrist or ankle-" Aiden stopped abruptly when she leaned in closer to his neck and placed a kiss there, applying pressure for a few seconds. It was just impulsive, and at this point she didn't care about the stupid line between them. Marley snuggled back to her original place, secretly smiling at his now shallow breathing, the stumble in his walk, and the way his arms tightened around her. "Just calm down Aiden," she murmured, "I'm going to be perfectly okay after a warm shower." "Y-yeah," he replied, clearing his throat loudly, "Right. I'm glad you weren't more hurt."