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(61) Alongside Automatic Weapons In Trumps' America And Aiden's Fangirls

"Already took care of that." Aiden was still smiling when she dropped her hands, "I asked them for an hour they're more than willing to give, because they're excited too."

Marley's head shot to the back of her best friends'. She kicked Gabby's shoe, who in turn spun her torso around, an equally as wide smile on her face.

"Whatever this is," Marley began, throwing her hands up, "you know about it?! What about best friend code?!"

Aiden laughed, pressing a kiss to her temple, "It's a surprise, spitfire. Why would she ruin that?"

Gabby pointed at Aiden to second the opinion, "Just go with it Marley. If that's possible for you."

The both of them snickered, so Marley tossed her pencil at Gabby and elbowed Aiden in the abdomen.

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By the time two pm rolled around, Marley was downright petrified.

The entire group was present, loitering around the clearing in front of the mess hall with excited chatter and giggles - especially from the girls. Aiden's smile hadn't disappeared for hours, and it was clear by now that Marley was the only one out of the loop.

She shoved herself out of his hold, again, turning to glare at him with her arms crossed over her chest protectively, "Please tell me what's going on! I'm genuinely scared now, Aiden."

He rolled his eyes, grabbing her wrist and yanking her back into his body. This time, he slipped her gloves off her hands, shoving them into his pockets. She narrowed her eyes with a pout. "I'll keep them warm until I won't have to anymore." Was his vague as hell response.

He curled her hands up in his own, pressing his parted lips against her knuckles, warm breath brushing across the skin, "Trust," he soothed gently, "because I'm a little offended right now."

His eyes flickered up to lock on hers, molten blue lit up in amusement. Marley melted under his gaze, snuggling into his warmth.

It was times like this, small, shy moments where her abandonment issues creep in. Where she feels as though this pure, amazing, feel-good thing was going to disappear out from under her. Poof. Gone. Before she can chase it. Before she can attempt at convincing it to stay.

She wiggled her hands out of his to curl them tightly around his jacket. Marley pressed herself as closely as possible, burying her nose into his shoulder, willing the bad feelings away with all her might. Aiden wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly.

But even with his embrace. His words. His ring on her finger. Sometimes it's not enough. Sometimes nothing will ever be enough. Not when she knows how easy it is for the things she loves to slip away. To leave her alone.

The rumbling of an engine captured her attention, momentarily distracting her from her dark thoughts. Marley lifted her head and stared down the driveway, watching a large red truck, towing a white trailer slowly wheel into the clearing. Their curious peers had filtered into the clearing, but all moved multiple steps backwards to accomodate the truck's turn and reverse.

Once the exit door of the trailer was facing Marley and Aiden, the engine stopped and the middle-aged, male driver lumbred out with a tired, but enthused smile. It was once the truck was turned off that Marley could hear distant thumping.

Aiden slid a hand around Marley's waist, holding her to his side as the man approached. Her wide hazel eyes darted between the two of them as their distance closed.

"Aiden?"

"That's me." her boyfriend smiled, the two of them reaching out to shake hands, "Thanks for coming."