Ayla’s POV
Wearing heels was weird! It wasn’t something I made a habit of doing. I preferred to be able to run and get about in comfort.
I thought I would make an effort tonight, not just because I had three stupidly sexy men to impress.
I tugged at the hem of my dress for what was probably the hundredth time. The smell of Axel and Archer next to me was making me twitchy.
They didn’t bother trying to hide their stares. I couldn’t hide my laugh when I caught them, leading them to laugh with me. We didn’t have to wait long before the scent of Aiden wafted down the corridor. I lifted my head, and there he was.
Aiden strode up to me in black jeans and a black shirt. Rolled at the sleeve and buttoned up all the way bar the top two buttons. He looked mouth-wateringly good. A light kiss
