As I looked down at Aaron, I saw that familiar mischievous smile tugging at his lips. He gently brushed his mouth over my skin, teasing me with slow kisses. I gave him a pleading look... not now, not while I was still on the phone with Mom.

He trailed slow kisses along my body, sending shivers down my spine. I bit my lip, trying to hold it together.

Mom’s voice came through the phone, crisp and sharp. “Hey, girl.”

I jolted slightly, nodding quickly. “Just talking, Mom,” I said, trying ...