Aria didn’t sleep well.
She turned from one side of the bed to the other more times than she could count. Every time she closed her eyes, she replayed what had happened.
The way he had pinned her.
The way he had kissed her.
The way he had spoken after.
It wasn’t just the actions.
It was the meaning behind them.
That warning.
That control.
That something darker she still couldn’t fully understand.
She exhaled sharply and turned onto her back again, staring at the ceiling.
“This is insane,” she muttered under her breath.
Beside her, Adrian was already awake.
Of course he was.
He always woke up before her.
Always composed.
Always in control.
Like nothing ever got to him.
Unlike her.
“You’re thinking too much again,” he said without looking at her.
Her jaw tightened.
“I wo
