*Aria's Pov*
“We're here, There is no going back now,” he says.
“Open the damn door” I said. Every part of me already drunk and wanting.
The door clicks shut behind us. The sound is final.
I don’t look around the room because I really don’t care if the walls are blue or if there are books on the nightstand. It is a space that doesn’t know me. That is the only thing that matters.
I am standing in a vacuum. My old life is on the other side of that wood, and for tonight, it can stay there.
He doesn’t turn on the lights. He doesn’t need to. The glow from the street filtered through thin curtains is enough to see the silhouette of him.
He is tall and broad, and he moves with a heavy kind of grace and comes toward me, I don’t move.
I want this. I want the collision.
He reaches out, and
