Stepping out of the cab after paying the driver, Aiden nestled his gaze at the white bungalow  with a simple  façade  and a picket fence.

The heaviness of his chest made it difficult  to move an inch forward. However, he managed and took the stride which brought him closer to the gate.

Aiden pushed it open and barreled through the aisle to the steps that leads to the porch.

Getting finally  at the door, he pressed the bell and  on the second ring, Jackson answered the door.

Aiden’s  eyes clashed with Jackson’s bright blue ones and hell, the man looked like he'd punch Aiden if ever given chance.

“Come in.”...