Aria’s POV

Rolling to my side. “I need to find out if he really is my father,” I said as I was getting up. Reid rolled to face me.

“Fine but I am coming with you.” I looked over my shoulder at him and nodded. He jumped out of bed and started chucking a pair of jeans on. I grabbed my jeans and a bra before finding a white singlet. When I couldn’t find a jumper, I grabbed one of Reid’s flannelette shirts and rolled the sleeves to my elbows, I could smell the lingering scent of his aftershave on it. Once I was done, I grabbed my runners and...