Alina sat curled up beside Aiden on the couch, smiling softly. All she could focus on was him, especially since his eyes hadn’t left her face since she walked in.
She let out a small breath, gently brushing her fingers over his hand.
“I don’t even know where to start. But honestly, it was kind of funny,” she said softly.
“Funny?”
“You should have seen me begging Mr. Wilson to leave me alone. If he hadn’t been so stubborn, maybe it wouldn’t have ended the way it did,” she muttered.
Aiden’s lips twitched into a small smile, but his head tilted slightly, eyes narrowing. “Can you just tell me everything? How did your stepmother even get the nerve to try setting you up with another man?”
Alina’s smile widened at the sight of his anger on her behalf. She told him everything, leaving out no
