Aidan blinked, leaned back, and grinned. “Well, well, well… you really are smitten.”
The words snapped her back to the moment. She turned her face to him quickly, blinking hard as if to reset her entire expression. “What? No. No, I’m not.... he’s just....” she waved a hand vaguely in the air, “that’s not what this is.”
Aidan gave a deep, knowing chuckle. “Chill, girl. You’re allowed to feel that way about your own husband. It’s not illegal.”
Mia bit her bottom lip and said nothing. Mostly because she had nothing to say. And partly because if she opened her mouth, she might accidentally confess to feelings she hadn’t sorted out yet herself.
Her stomach twisted, and just then, Stefan arrived. He didn’t say a word. Not even a glance at Aidan.
Instead, he leaned down, dipped his head, and
