My heartrate kicks up a notch at the mention of her ex being here. Aria has her head propped up on one arm now while the other draws lazy circles on my chest, and I'm sure she doesn't miss the new pace in the rise and fall of my chest because she adds. "Holden, I came home wearing your shirt. I did the walk of shame up to my front door with two cops, my ex, and my family as witnesses. I don't think you need to get worked up." I pull her onto me and kiss her lips, only to dip my tongue in briefly before saying, "You make me possessive, Aria. I don't want to hear about another man. You're mine."
