Calista POV
I was in the kitchen preparing breakfast when two hands encircled my waist. I would have jumped from fright, but I knew Aaron was in the kitchen the moment he went inside. He had his shower and I could smell his body wash and his cologne. After living with him for almost two months, I have become accustomed to almost everything that concerns him – including his habits, as well as his preferences.
“Good morning, angel.” He lazily slurred after pressing the front of his body to my back. “I’m sorry about last night. I understand what you have said. You want your independence, to be able to explore and stand on your own. It must be that I was getting way more depressed knowing that you will be far away from me. I was afraid that you will not return to me. Forgive me? Please?”
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