Cielle’s POV:
I sit in the passenger seat of Aiden's car, my mind uncertain. As we pull up to his home, a thought crosses my mind—maybe he's expecting us to jump straight into bed. But to my surprise, he suggests that I take a shower.
I'm puzzled by his request, to say the least,
“Get some water on you, it'll help.” His back is turned to me as he speaks.
After a quick shower, I step out to find Aiden waiting for me, his expression serious and concerned. It's clear that he wants to know what's going on.
"What was that about, Cielle?" His voice carries a firmness that refuses to let the matter slide.
I fidget with my towel, feeling hesitant to speak up. After all, our relationship has mainly revolved around physical intimacy.
But I can see it in his eyes, Aiden won't let it go.
“Loo
