Evil lives at Blue Moon

ARIA'S P.O.V

I wrapped my hands around his neck while taking in deep breaths. He smelt like the rainforest. Wild yet pleasant and soothing.

I looked up to his eyes and the kindest orbs I've seen stared down at me. I wanted to appreciate him for the millionth time for all he had done for me and my son in all my years of unconsciousness, but a lump successfully blocked my words.

Likewise, I don't know if I was imagining things when I felt him lean forward, but I swallowed. Likewise, I shouldn't do this, I cautioned myself, but my body had to be dead to not respond to this hard male body pressed against mine.

His hands wrapped around my waist in a firmer grip and yes, he leaned forward.

“No. Please.” I stepped back, and the door flung open. Carl was standing there staring at us wide-eyed.

I arranged my hair nervously. I couldn't tell how long he had been standing there, but I was sure he must have heard my heart pounding against my ribs. There was also a chance he watched us. Camellia