Elin's POV

Tears streamed down my face as I shoved Aaron away and bolted towards the door.

He grabbed my arm firmly. "Hey, Erikson is downstairs. Are you sure you want to go like this?"

It hit me then I was still wearing his shirt. Even though it was long enough to cover me, my thighs were exposed, and the marks from last night's passion were glaringly obvious.

I stopped dead in my tracks. He pulled me into his arms and said softly, "The necklace and last night's events are unrelated. It's ...