How are you feeling?" I leaned away from him. "Gross." Aiden frowned. "Gross?"" I haven't brushed my teeth or washed my face in days. Don't come near me." He laughed. "Alex, come on."" Seriously, I'm gross." I put my hand over my mouth. Ignoring my protests, he leaned over and brushed my string hair back. "You're as beautiful as always, Alex." I stared at him. He must not get out much.

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