Aria's POV

After chatting about our wishes, everyone returned to their rooms. Jameson and I stepped into ours, and though I tried to act normal, the heat creeping up my face betrayed me. I was still feeling shy after what happened.

"I’ll use the shower first," I said with a small smile, hoping to slip away before he noticed how flustered I was.

He simply nodded, his dirty blonde hair slightly tousled, and his lips curled in amusement.

I made sure I had everything I needed before entering the ...