TARA

Breakfast was on my lap an hour later, and I couldn't stop grinning like a child opening presents on Christmas morning. It wasn’t anything too special, but it still tasted like a meal at a fancy restaurant.

And damn, Aidan looked delicious as hell, serving me breakfast in bed with his muscled bare chest and a devilish smile on his pretty face.

While having my meal, I pulled out one of the books I had DNF for so long that it had started to collect dust in the storage, and I dug back in.

I was still a little worried about how Aidan was going handle Nadia on his...