Aria’s POV
I woke up slowly, the way you do when your body registers comfort before your mind catches up. The bed was warm as usual... My muscles felt loose and heavy, that dull, pleasant ache reminding me exactly how the night had ended. There is no mistakening that.
Sunlight slipped through the half-closed curtains, landing in uneven lines across Ethan’s solid muscle packed naked back. He was lying on his side, facing me, his arm draped loosely around my waist. His thumb moved in absentminded circles against my skin. It felt like he was memorizing every inch of my f*****g body. Damn. He was gorgeous.
I knew he was fully awake.
I opened my eyes slightly, not making a weird move. I just stayed there, breathing him in, letting the moment stretch so that I can decide whether I need anot
