Aidan's POV
I watched as her eyelids fluttered open, her brows furrowing in confusion. A smirk tugged at my lips.
"Do you feel any pain down there?"
"Down where?" she asked, still groggy, then pointed to her—
"Yes, exactly," I confirmed, biting back a chuckle.
Her face twisted in horror. "What the hell did you do to me, Aidan? You jerk! You big-headed, terrible i***t—"
She punctuated each insult with a weak punch to my chest, and I caught her wrists, laughing. "Whoa, whoa, calm down. I was asking because you slept in a weird position all night. No matter how hard I tried, you wouldn't budge."
She stilled, processing my words. Then, with a tiny sigh, she muttered, "Oh... sorry."
I released her hands, shaking my head. "You should be more worried about your head. How do you feel?"
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