Aria's POV
Morning light crept through the curtains in thin, merciless lines.
For a moment, I didn't move.
I lay there, warm, surrounded by an unfamiliar sense of stillness, until my senses sharpened, and reality crashed into me all at once.
Lex.
His arm was draped loosely around my waist, his breathing slow and steady, his body solid and warm behind me. His weight grounded me in a way that made my chest tighten.
Last night came rushing back.
I saw flashes, my own hands pulling him closer, my legs wrapping around his waist, the way I'd gasped his name like a prayer when he pushed inside me, the way I'd come so hard I'd nearly blacked out. Willingly. Desperately. While Ian slept alone in the house I was supposed to call home.
Every choice. Every moment I should hav
