Burnt child dreads fire.

When Aiden laid Arwen on the bed, her eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at him. Her arms were still wrapped around his neck, because of which the proximity they shared was intimate, making her feel his warmth. 

"You are awake?" Aiden asked, feigning surprise, though it was clear that he had known all along that she had been pretending to be asleep. 

Arwen narrowed her eyes at him grudgefully. "Were you really only planning to tuck me in? That all?" she asked. 

And Aiden stared at her with a clear interest in his eyes."Do you want me to do something else?" he asked, his voice soft full of intent. 

Arwen almost facepalmed herself. She had pretended to be asleep in the car, thinking that she was testing and teasing him —his self-control, but now she realized all she had done was challenge her own patience. If she had known that it would leave her heart racing like this, she might have reconsidered.