Too Late Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now novel Chapter 96

Aria's POV

I woke up at 6:50 AM with a full bladder, stumbling to the bathroom with my eyes barely open. After yesterday's exhaustion, I couldn't even manage to keep my eyes open properly.

After relieving myself, I shuffled back to bed, still half-asleep. As I slid under the covers, my hand brushed against something firm and warm.

Wait...

There shouldn't be anything—or anyone—in my bed!

My eyes flew open instantly, and I found myself staring directly into Aiden's dark, intense gaze.

What the hell? Why was Aiden in my bed? What happened last night?

My mind went completely blank as I took in his features just inches from mine, his familiar cedar scent enveloping me. The reality hit me like a freight train—I was in bed with Aiden Carter!

How did this happen?!

I scrambled to sit up, desperately putting distance between us while he rose with infuriating calm.

"Why are you in my bed?" I blurted out, clutching the sheets to my chest.

"Your bed?" His voice was laced with amusement.

I froze, looking around frantically.

This wasn't my room.

This was Aiden's bedroom.

My indignation evaporated instantly. I sat there, mortified, feeling heat rush to my cheeks as I stammered, "Aiden, let me explain—"

"By all means," he drawled, "explain away."

I looked at him helplessly. How could I explain something I didn't understand myself? How had I ended up in his bed?

"I... must have been sleepwalking," I offered lamely.

Believe that?

"Is that so?" he hummed, his voice low and teasing, like a feather tickling my nerve endings.

Meeting his knowing gaze, I quickly looked away. "Yes, yes, that's it!"

I stared down at my rumpled pajamas, twisting the hem between my fingers. After gathering my courage, I looked up at him again and hesitantly asked, "I didn't... do anything inappropriate last night, did I?"

Before I could blink, his familiar cedar scent grew stronger as he leaned in close.

I froze, watching him advance with widened eyes.

Aiden lifted his gaze to meet mine. "Would you like me to refresh your memory?" he asked, his morning voice husky and devastatingly sexy.

The combination of his tousled hair, those perfect features, and his half-open shirt revealing tanned skin made my heart thunder in my chest.

Then, without warning, he bit my earlobe gently.

It didn't hurt—just sent tingles racing down my spine.

He continued kissing down my neck while his hand found my breast, kneading it through the thin fabric of my pajama top. Suddenly, fragments of last night flashed through my mind—our bodies tangled together, his mouth on mine, the way I'd called him...

Oh God.

My face burned crimson as I realized just how... enthusiastic I'd been.

I thought I was dreaming that time.

I really thought it was just a sex dream.I swear.

But it wasn't.

Oh My God.

Before I could fully process the embarrassment clawing up my throat, his lips brushed the shell of my ear, his voice low and teasing.

"Does this count as inappropriate?" he murmured against my skin.

I was speechless. Then Aiden unbuttoned his shirt further, revealing scratch marks across his chest—evidence of my apparently aggressive passion.

"..."

Wonder if NASA needs volunteers for that one-way Mars mission?

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