ARIA

Three days pass in a blur of wedding preparations, work meetings, and the strange domesticity of living with Dante.

He leaves early for the office...usually before I wake up. Returns late, often after nine. But when we’re together, there’s a new awareness between us. A tension that’s both exciting and terrifying.

We haven’t slept together since that first night. Haven’t even kissed since the photo shoot.

It’s like we’re both afraid that one touch will shatter whatever ...