Aria's POV
I barely managed to snap a photo of Aiden as we got into the car. He turned his head right when I clicked, giving me only his sharp jawline and the perfect angle of his cheekbones.
God, even his profile was unfairly photogenic. I immediately uploaded it to i********: with a simple heart emoji, then tossed my phone aside, desperate to rest.
My body protested with every slight movement.
The soreness between my thighs was a constant reminder of our earlier... activities. I shifted uncomfortably in the passenger seat, trying to find relief.
Big mistake. My mind immediately flooded with images of Aiden's naked body—his broad shoulders, the defined muscles of his chest, the way his hands had gripped my hips while we... Jesus, Aria, get it together!
The car rolled to a stop at a
