Zane descended the staircase, his little beauty cradled tenderly in his arms. His gaze lifted, and collided with a sight that froze him mid-step.
Chris stood at the entrance.
The familiar smile on his face faltered, then vanished altogether as his eyes landed on the damsel in Zane’s arms.
The air thickened instantly, heavy with tension, creating an uncomfortable silence that left no one knowing what to say. The shock etched across Chris’s face only deepened Zane’s realization that he owed him an explanation.
Aria stirred slightly in his embrace, the movement pulling Zane back to the moment. As her eyes registered the scene before her and her own state, dressed only in Zane’s oversized shirt, her face flushed crimson. She averted her gaze immediately, trying to shrink into herself.
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