(Aaliyah’s POV)
As Jaime and I stepped outside the gym, the cool morning air kissed my overheated skin, offering me some much-needed relief.
I don’t know what it was about Sundays… but those days just had this way of filling you with a peaceful calm that was completely unparalleled. You would think Saturday would be the pro at that, but that wasn’t the case at all, or at least, that was what it felt like for me.
I snapped out of my thoughts to glance up at my boyfriend, unable to ignore the soothing feel of his thumb gently stroking assuring circles over my hand any longer.
His jaw was clenched in thought, but when his gaze met mine, his lips curved into a happy, satisfied smirk that made my heart race.
I don’t know, but there was just something about how Jaime always appeared tough
