AIDAN
Did I want to kiss her?
Damn right, I did.
Did I want to taste her skin again, bury myself inside her, and tattoo my name in the deepest parts of Tara's mind?
Fuck yes.
Yes, a f*****g million times.
But when her eyes fluttered open and she caught a grip on herself, taking a step back to put some distance between me and her, I knew that it wasn't what she wanted. Not right now at least.
I could work with that.
It had been hours since the incident at the suite with Tara, and right after she wished me luck on the challenge, I took her home.
We were back in the same place again though, because I could trace her ambrosia scent among the livid crowd.
I was currently standing at the center of it all, with my shorts hanging low on my hips, and my chest bare.
