Was she with someone else?

Arwen's eyes widened, and her cheeks flushed red. Opening her mouth she was ready to defend herself, but then she realized that he had once again trapped her, skillfully manipulating her into saying something he wanted her to say. 

Aiden smirked as he saw the realization dawning upon her. "Tell me, Moon, was it the kiss that you wanted?" 

"I … It's you who wanted it," Arwen countered, though she knew she wasn't going to win this. "You are the one who suggested it. Don't blame it on me." 

"I suggested it? How so?" Aiden raised his brow, his expression one of feigned innocence. "Didn't I merely suggest you learn to get what you desire, either either by yourself or by asking for it? When did I say it had to be a kiss? That's something you said all on your own." 

"You —" 

"What?" Aiden leaned in lower, teasingly close to her lips, yet still distant enough to leave her craving his touch.