Aria's POV
The air in the room was thick, saturated with the warm musk scent of his skin and the faint vanilla clinging to mine.
The bedside lamp painted everything in a hazy gold, but my heart hammered so violently I could feel it in my throat, drowning out the distant hum of the city.
Ethan hovered above me, breath ragged, eyes almost black with desire. His thumb traced my lower lip, he licked his lips when his eyes pierced into mine.....and I parted for him without thinking.
That single touch ignited a spark that raced straight to my core, but beneath the heat, something twisted.. A dozen worries I had buried inside my mind.
What if this changes everything?
What if I’m not enough?
What if, after this, he sees me differently… or I see myself differently?
I’d wanted him for so
