Arwen stared up into his eyes, for a moment losing herself in that moment. Her hands pressed against his chest, and his wrapped around her waist, securely to keep her in place.
Only when the ringtone of the phone went off were they snapped out of that moment.
Arwen stepped back immediately, half in embarrassment and half in realization of how she was so lost in his gaze.
While Aiden simply stared at her, amused at her awkwardness. He didn't move, but his arms fell back on his side, watching her squirm away from him.
"That wasn't your first time," he said, and his words like that made Arwen look up at him in confusion.
"Huh?"
"In my arms," he added the detail just to make himself clear. "It shouldn't make you so nervous and red."
Her hands at once reached out to dab her face. "Who is nervous and red? It's just … just the temperature here is too warm. I am feeling hot and … I think it would be better if I go and freshen up first. Let's have dinner after that."
