Chapter 315

Aria's POV I woke up feeling delightfully sore as Aiden and I finally made our way downstairs for dinner. Lucy had already prepared everything and left—thank God. My face burned crimson at the thought of the sounds we'd been making upstairs. Had she heard us? The thought made me want to crawl under the kitchen island and die. I tried to shoot Aiden an accusatory glare, but when I looked up, his eyes were so full of affection that my irritation melted away instantly. I cleared my throat awkwardly. "Let's eat dinner." "Not very hungry," Aiden remarked, his eyes darkening as he looked at me. "Just had quite the meal upstairs." My temperature spiked instantly as memories of our bedroom activities flooded back. I hurried to the kitchen island and poured myself a glass of water, gulping it down desperately. As I was about to take a second swig, Aiden's hand gently pressed down on my glass. "Drink any more and you won't have room for soup," he murmured, his breath tickling my ear. I reluctant