Aria's POV
Our ride was waiting right outside, with the staff quickly grabbing our luggage and helping us into the car.
The moment we shut the doors, I spotted a swarm of reporters realizing what was happening. They rushed toward our vehicle, cameras flashing wildly through the windows.
"God, they're intense," I said, turning to Aiden with a half-smirk.
He laughed softly, reaching for my hand and playing with my pinky finger. "That's what happens when Mrs. Carter generates this much buzz."
"I'm hardly a celebrity," I protested, feeling heat creep up my neck despite myself.
"Better than one," he murmured, his thumb tracing circles on my skin.
His words sent a flutter through my stomach that I couldn't quite suppress. Even after being together so long, he still had this effect on me.
