Reed’s POV
I stood in the shadows of the upstairs hallway, heart hammering like a damn drum in my chest. The door to her room was cracked open just enough for me to see everything. Aria looked f*****g beautiful.
That short black dress hugged every curve tight, pushing her round t**s up so they looked ready to spill out, and that perfect ass... God, I wanted to grab it, squeeze it, mark it as mine.
Her legs were long and smooth, shiny in the light, and the makeup made her eyes pop big and sexy, lips glossy like they were begging to be kissed. My c**k twitched hard in my pants just staring at her. f**k, she was killing me without even knowing.
Why does she have to look like this? She's ours. Our mate. But she's dressing up for that asshole Zane. It burns. Jealousy is eating me alive, m
