Aria's POV
Aiden pulled me close with one arm, looking down at me. "Are you tired?"
I shook my head despite standing for hours at the hospital. "Not tired."
My betraying body disagreed as a yawn escaped. Heat crept up my neck as I admitted, "Just sleepy."
Of course I was. My body clock typically had me in bed by ten, scrolling through my phone for a few minutes before drifting off by 10:30. Now it was already 1:30 in the morning, and my limbs felt like lead.
Aiden slipped his car keys into his pocket then bent down, scooping me up into his arms before I could protest. I gasped, quickly wrapping my arms around his neck for stability.
He carried me upstairs to our bedroom, where the rumpled sheets still showed evidence of our passionate encounter before we'd rushed out. My cheeks warme
