It's that gut twisting, heart pounding, pretend-it-doesn't-exist kind of love, and Aiden has no idea. I'm too scared to tell him.

But tonight, Aiden catches me listening to a spicy audio in my bed, and our usual Friday night hangout doesn't seem so innocent anymore. In fact, our routine of vintage video games and instant ramen has never felt so sexy.

I think I'm about to do something I can't take back …