Aria's POV
After chatting about our wishes, everyone returned to their rooms. Jameson and I stepped into ours, and though I tried to act normal, the heat creeping up my face betrayed me. I was still feeling shy after what happened.
"I’ll use the shower first," I said with a small smile, hoping to slip away before he noticed how flustered I was.
He simply nodded, his dirty blonde hair slightly tousled, and his lips curled in amusement.
I made sure I had everything I needed before entering the bathroom. What happened on our honeymoon wasn’t going to repeat itself. No unnecessary trips outside the bathroom. No forgetting essentials.
I closed the bathroom door behind me, exhaling sharply. My reflection stared back at me from the mirror, and I pressed my hands against my cheeks. They were
