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Not really.
I sigh and stand to my feet, immediately missing being next to her.
I hate that I’ve let myself get caught up in all of these emotions.
It’s escalated into something else. Something’s causing me to lose my grip.
I stiffen and reach over to the oak nightstand. I sigh deeply and shake my head. What am I going to do? I snatch the glass of water sitting there and chug it in one swift motion.
I still can’t believe I stayed the night.
Glancing around the bedroom, I took in my surroundings. The morning glow seemed to illuminate the room in a different way. In a way that pulled my attention to her furniture and the items on it.
The room was mostly clear.
There weren't any photos. No nicknacks. Nothing.
She has a full vanity with a large mirror that overlooks the bed and it was spotless. The dresser was underneath her window and nothing was on top of it. The bed was large and luxurious. It was also one of the most comfortable beds I’d ever slept in.
But it still very much looked like a hotel room..
There was no personality.
I shrug into my jeans and pull my phone from the nightstand.
“Shit…” I mutter, noticing the time. I’m supposed to get her to the club this morning. We’re going to be late, and Luigi told me the next time it happened, I was done. And that was him not even knowing we were sleeping together.
If he knew I was already here?
Forget about it. I shove my phone in my pocket and groan.
I crawl back into bed, the moment sweeping me.
"Tony?" She whispers. "Is everything okay?”
I study the lines of her face. Her forehead seems to crease with her question. There’s a sleepy confusion that’s etched into that beautiful face, and I stare at her, nervously. Her big, wide eyes look at me as she chews on her lower lip.
She’s so beautiful.
But she’s also not an idiot, which scares me more than anything.
She can read me.
She has the guts for it, the intuition, and the brains.
She could easily find me. Right now, I’m wearing my emotions on my sleeve. I’m like an open fucking book and I’m struggling to get my shit together.
I wish she knew what a catch she is. I wish she could understand that I’m not the type to fall … for anyone…
Yet, here I am…
Falling for her.
I want to like her; I want to do this. In fact… I want to like her more…
But I know in all reality, she’s too good for me. I’ve gotten to know more than just Aria, the mobster. I’ve gotten to know Aria, the person.
Part of me feels like there’s someone inside of her; someone more loving and passionate …just beneath the surface. Someone has not let anyone see in a long time. And part of me wishes I could find that person; that I could see her.
