Too Late Mr. White! I'm Married To Your Rival Now novel Chapter 252

Aria's POV

I quickly checked my phone after texting Lillian. A message from Aiden popped up on my screen.

"I'm here."

My head snapped up instantly, scanning the street. The black Bentley was parked at the curb just a few yards away. I couldn't help but smile at the sight of it.

I shoved my phone into my pocket and jogged over to the car, shopping bags swinging from my wrist. The summer heat made sweat bead across my forehead by the time I reached the vehicle.

Aiden leaned across to open my door, then took the shopping bags from my hand as I slid into the cool leather seat. He carefully placed them in the back before returning to the driver's seat.

"Why the rush? I wasn't going anywhere," he said, his voice carrying that hint of amusement I'd grown to love.

I fumbled with my seatbelt, feeling slightly embarrassed. "This area's notorious for parking tickets."

His lips curled into that half-smile that always made my stomach flip. "A ticket for Mrs. Carter wouldn't be the end of the world."

Something about the way he said "Mrs. Carter" sent a warm flutter through my chest. Even after all this time, hearing him call me that still gave me butterflies.

"Let's head home," I suggested, settling into my seat.

"Sure."

As Aiden started the car, his eyes drifted to the fruit tea I was cradling between my palms. We inched forward into the weekend traffic, moving a few feet before stopping again.

"What did you buy today?" he asked casually.

My cheeks suddenly felt warm as I thought about the tie clip I'd purchased for him. "Something nice," I replied evasively.

He raised an eyebrow, curiosity evident in his expression. "What kind of nice?" His gaze shifted to my drink. "And didn't you say I should try that?"

"Oh!" I'd completely forgotten I'd mentioned that to him earlier. "Do you want a taste?"

"I'd love to."

I held the cup out toward him. "Here you go."

"I'm driving," he reminded me with a playful look. "Would Mrs. Carter mind bringing it to my lips?"

My heart skipped. I scooted closer and carefully guided the straw to his mouth, watching as he took a sip of the sweet-tart beverage.

The traffic ahead started moving again, and Aiden smoothly accelerated to follow.

"Well?" I asked eagerly, my eyes searching his face for a reaction. "Do you like it?"

"It's delicious."

"Really?"

He laughed softly. "When have I ever lied to you?"

I thought about it and couldn't come up with anything. My smile widened. "I'll buy you your own next time!"

"I'd like that."

The traffic remained awful. Our Bentley crawled along the congested road, stopping and starting for what felt like an eternity. It took nearly ten minutes to clear just a few blocks.

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