Aaron's POV
I stare at my phone, the text I'd sent to Eva pointing accusing fingers at me. I shouldn't have told her that.
I shouldn't even have formulated those words in the first place. What the f**k was I thinking?
Once again, my arrogance had gotten the best of me. It only seems to do so when Eva is concerned.
But dammit, why wouldn't I be in a f*****g twist after what we'd just done.
It's like her body was just made for me, finely tuned to only be corrupted by me.
The way she'd moved, the way I'd made her moved. I've never made a woman squirt before. Eva is the first woman that's ever squirted in my hands.
But she won't know this. I have a feeling that I'd have had another chance with her if I didn't send that text.
Now, I've ruined it.
I lay my head on th
