Aria's POV:
I held onto the hem of his shirt, wrinkling it as the pounding inside my chest augmented. He slides his palm from my bottom up the curves of my waist towards my chest. "What's wrong? Your heart is beating really fast," he teased, his voice filled with absolute satisfaction.
At that very second, my stomach chooses to growl. He dropped his head onto my shoulder, and croaky laughter filled the quiet room, covering my desires.
The next day, I didn't have anything to do, so I sat my fat ass on the couch, swallowing containers of ice cream. I think I've gained roughly ten pounds since I entered Full Moon, and I like it.
"You know what, I'm going to get a job," Cynthia said.
I drop the spoon into the container.
Releasing an exaggerated gasp, I sat up. "Who are you and what have
