Aria’s POV: “Damn,” he chuckled, a wide, boyish grin softening his features. “We’re a mess.” “We sure are,” I agreed, a light laugh escaping me as I slid to the edge of the bed and stood. The moment my feet hit the floor, I felt his gaze—heavy and intent. It traveled from my face down my body, lingering on my bare breasts with a raw appreciation that made my skin flush. My hands flew up instinctively, shielding myself as heat bloomed across my cheeks. “Stop staring,” I laughed, the sound breathy as I held his gaze. He bit his lower lip, a silent promise in his eyes, before I turned and made my way to the bathroom, carefully favoring my injured leg. Inside, I shut the door and leaned against it for a second, my heart still drumming. I finally stepped forward to turned the shower on, stepping under the spray and letting the water sluice over me. As I ran my hands through my hair, the memories replayed in my mind—the way he held me, the skill of his tongue, the way my moa
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