Aria's POV“Damian, what are you doing here?”“You are taking too long.”“I just finished bathing.”“And you didn’t answer when I called.”“You called once.”“I still didn’t hear your voice.”I froze in the doorway, water still sliding down my skin, the towel wrapped around me feeling suddenly too small. Damian was standing by the bed, his arms were crossed and his eyes fixed on me with a seriousness that made my face warm.I adjusted the towel quickly, pulling the edge tighter across my chest. His jaw moved a little, like he was trying not to look but he was looking.“Stop staring.” I said quietly.“I am not staring.” He said. “I am checking if you are alright.”“That is staring.”He exhaled, long and slow. “Come here, Aria.”“No.”“Yes.”“Damian, I am not walking toward you in a towel.”“Fine.” He said. “Then stay there but you are wearing my shirt tonight.”I blinked. “Your what?”“My shirt.” He repeated. “Wear it to sleep.”I almost choked. “Damian, go and give your shirt to V
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