Aiden thinks he heard something

Down the hall, Aiden turned over in bed for what felt like the tenth time. The apartment was too quiet, lacking the white noise he’d been used to his whole life. He could hear the distant hum of the refrigerator, and a tapping of pipes in the walls. And then eventually, there was something else. A voice.

He couldn’t make out the words, just the murmur of two people talking. It was quiet and muffled, and the familiar voices of his mom and Natalie.

At first, he figured they were just laughing again, sharing more stories about old times. Some inside joke. But then he realized the cadence was different. Slower, softer, uneven in a way that made him feel as though it was reminiscent of how he’d heard his mom talk before.

He sat up, squinting toward his closed door as though his eyes would help him hear them better. It was probably nothing, he told himself, but he didn’t move. He just sat there, listening.

Natalie’s bra had shifted from Lisa’s hand slipping fully beneath now, as her fingers gently closed around her breast. Her thumb was circling the peak with a familiarity that made Natalie gasp quietly into the pillow. Lisa kissed her shoulder, her mouth leaving a soft and lingering tingle as she pressed closer from behind.

“You feel amazing,” she whispered. “Always have.”

Natalie’s voice came out breathless. “Lisa…”

Lisa’s hand slid lower, across Natalie’s stomach, moving over the top of her panties with a slowness that made Natalie tremble. She should’ve stopped her. Should’ve said no. But her hips moved instead, betraying her thoughts, and tilting back just enough to say yes without speaking a word.

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