*Mateo’s POV*
I was internally laughing but trying to play it cool. Aria is playing with fire, and she will get burned. She can keep telling herself that I am not ‘her type,’ but clearly, I just proved her wrong.
When I left her after our little make-out session, I could see that her cheeks were flushed, and that she was pissed. I was sure she was going to make me pay for it somehow.
…
A couple of days later.
“Aiden, have you seen Aria?” I asked Aiden as I entered the kitchen.
“Nope. What did she do this time?” He asked, raising a brow.
I shook my head as I replied. “Nothing.”
If Aiden ever found out that I was scared sh*tless of her, he would never let it go.
“I need to talk to her. We have been putting off the conversation about her father. If you see her around, send he
