บท 227: Can’t bear to see you misunderstand.

After a long ride, Arwen and Aiden finally returned home. Cralens might not be a big city, but driving from the south to the east and back was exhausting. By the time, they stepped into the house, Arwen felt dead tired —too tired even to walk. 

"Ahh!" a yelp left her lips when suddenly she was lifted mid-air. Her arms went to warp around Aiden's shoulders in reflex, afraid to fall. "What are doing?" she asked, confused by his sudden move. 

Her eyes paused at his well-defined face. Although she had praised his looks several times, yet another time, up so close, she couldn't help but sigh at the sight of his sharp, sculpted features. 

Wasn't Heaven had been too biased while creating him? 

Aiden's gaze became intense while his eyes zeroed in on her lips. "What do you think I am doing?"