When I was done torturing myself about the one sibling, my eyes fell on Aaron. He was wearing jeans and half of the buttons on his shirt were undone, giving him a completely uninhibited look. It wasn’t that I didn’t think he was dashing in his royal attire, but damn if he wasn’t working that shirt. His chest was on display and his long sandy brown hair was all over the place. He looked completely wrecked, and it was hot as hell. I was so focused on Aaron that I didn’t realize I had gotten separated from Ethan after all.
Aaron seemed to be debating what to do with me when he found me watching him, calling him with my eyes. He flashed me his pearly whites, and I turned away. When I threw a glance over my shoulder at him, he laughed. Then he jumped down from the countertop, took a pen out of
