"Just a little, Mr. Chaz, a glass of wine won't stop you from driving," Logan encouraged.
Aiden ignored him; he was sitting relaxed on the seat with his hand on Ariel's lap, using his finger to lazily graze her clothed thighs.
His mind was drifting apart from the presence, ignoring everything Logan and Jasper were saying to him. He wished he would have just left with Ariel already, he would have been between her legs, reminding her of just how much he loved her.
Aiden suddenly felt something move between his legs and silently cursed under his breath.
His cock was reacting to his thoughts, he gently adjusted on the seat, moving his legs to hide the growing evidence of his affection for his wife.
"Are you okay?" Ariel asked, noticing how Aiden had been moving around, she thought he wasn't comfortable with Logan.
Aiden smiled, "I'm not fine," Je leaned beside her and whispered.
