ARIA’S POV
I climbed on behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist even though I hated how good it felt. His body was warm and solid, and the bike rumbled to life under us.
Kai glanced back, voice soft but edged. “See? Not so bad. We’re just training. I’m not planning anything else. You can trust me on that.”
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Because inside my head the memories wouldn’t stop. The way he’d kissed me like he was starving. The way he’d made me beg. My thighs pressed together on the seat and I felt that familiar ache start up again, sharp and needy. I wanted to deny every single feeling rushing through me. I was embarrassed just admitting it to myself. How could I still want them this bad? After everything they’d done, after the way they treated me?
But my body didn’t care w
