Aria's pov

　　"Oh, don't be so uptight. We're both adults here, right? Nothing wrong with a little morning wood." I wriggled my eyebrows at him, clearly enjoying his discomfort. He looked so innocent right now.

　　I watched him struggle to find his words, clearly out of his depth with my boldness. "Aria, I—"

　　I cut him off, sitting up and stretching my arms above my head, the cloak he used to cover me fell away to reveal me.

　　"Relax, your ...