AIDEN'S POVI lay in bed, staring at the ceiling while my mind worked and worked in circles. I just could not get the image of Jason's hand on Tessa, the way they smiled across meeting at one another.The bare idea of them together, laughing, talking, maybe more than that pulled at me like some sort of virus that wouldn't cure. And every time I closed them, there it would be: the picture of his hand, her smile, that touch of comfort in them.I rolled to my side toward the clock. 10 p.m.Was she even back yet?I wasn't thinking when I reached for my phone and dialed her number. It rang once, twice, and she answered."Aiden?" she said softly, as if she hadn't at all expected my call.“Are you back at the hotel?" I asked, trying to be conscious not to let any interference into my voice, though I knew it was seeping through."Yes, I got back a little while ago," she said, her voice light; yet something inside me was monitoring the flicker of a hesitation. "Why?I didn't answer. I merely s
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