THIRD PERSON POV; NARRATOR'S POV

Ross began linning her shoulder with kisses.

“Stop!” she muttered.

That only made him laugh.

She hated this. Hated not being able to fight back.

Hated Ross.

He stopped.

And whispered. “You seem really confident about the evidence in your possession. I probably should let you go.”

He planted one last kiss on her cheeks before stepping back.

He took a seat on one of the chairs and refilled his glass.

Aria still couldn't ...