Aria's POV
We were still close for a moment, close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating from his skin and smell the faint traces of his cologne mixed with sleep. I was lost in his eyes, those deep brown eyes that had captivated me years ago, the same ones I fell in love with before we married, before everything fell apart. Time seemed to suspend itself as we stood there, frozen in a moment that felt both familiar and forbidden.
"Your duvet dropped!" he said, and that wicked smile spread across his face, the one that used to make my knees weak.
My eyes widened as the realisation hit me. I hadn't even noticed. The cool air of the room kissed my bare skin, and a wave of mortification washed over me. Heat flooded my cheeks as I quickly snatched up the duvet, wrapping it tightly aro
