Aria's POV
I stared at Aiden, my mind blank at his promise. What could I possibly say? My body still hummed with pleasure, my thoughts scattered like leaves in a storm. Thankfully, the car rolled to a smooth stop before I needed to formulate a response.
"We've arrived at the estate, Mr. Carter," the driver announced through the intercom.
I exhaled in relief, quickly smoothing down my dress and running fingers through my disheveled hair. Aiden adjusted his clothing with practiced ease, not a single hint of what had transpired visible on his composed face. How did he do that?
He exited first, extending his hand to help me out. Without thinking, I slipped my arm through his, seeking stability as much as keeping up appearances.
The warmth of his muscular arm beneath my fingers reminded me
