Aria
I was arranging the shelves in the supply room, clearing out space for the new stock that was going to arrive later. My hands kept moving, but my mind wandered back to last night with Ethan.
I didn't think asking about his childhood was pushing too far. We'd gotten close, closer than I'd ever imagined, and I'd told him about my parents, something I hadn't shared with anyone. But when it came to him, he said nothing.
I can't lie, it left me a little sad. Did that mean he didn't see me as someone he could trust that deeply yet? Even though my feelings for him were growing stronger?
The vibration of my phone in my coat pocket pulled me out of my thoughts.
Ethan: Need anything? I'm at the convenience store.
I smiled to myself and texted back: No, I'm good.
Sliding my phone away, I
