Aria's POV
I jerked my head up from Aiden's chest when I realized I was still sprawled on top of him. My eyes widened as I watched his fingers methodically working their way down his shirt, unbuttoning each button with deliberate slowness.
"What are you doing?" I asked, my voice coming out higher than intended.
Seriously? Why was he suddenly stripping in front of me? I swear I hadn't done anything to prompt this!
His dark eyes locked onto mine, intense and unwavering. "Didn't you want to see my chickenpox?"
I froze, feeling my face heat up. "..."
I mean, technically yes, but did that require a full striptease?
He continued unbuttoning his shirt with maddening precision, each movement slow and deliberate. My heart hammered against my ribs as more of his skin became visible. By the fo
