Aria pov
I lowered my voice even though he was too far to hear. "Let's just say... I've been riding him like it's my job. Multiple times a day. He tried to call a truce last night—said his 'sperm bank was on fumes' and if he kept going he'd faint and end up in the headlines as 'CEO collapses from exhaustion and too much sex.' I had to let him sleep for like fifteen minutes before I was climbing on him again."
Olivia let out a loud, delighted scream that made me pull the phone away from my ear. "LET THAT MAN LIVE, ARIA!"
I laughed so hard I almost slipped off the railing. "I'm trying! He's the one who keeps looking at me like he wants round five even when he's half-dead."
