Aria’s POV

“How can you say that with such a straight face?” I mumbled, looking away shyly as I stood up. I didn't hear anything from him for a few seconds, and that made me glance down at him.

"I'm serious," Jameson said the moment our eyes met.

I wasn't exactly confused, but his attempt to dictate what I wore felt... odd. Controlling? No, not exactly. Protective? Maybe. I couldn't even describe it properly.

"If Cardi B was your wife, I wonder what you would have done about her ...