The predator and its prey.

Arwen no longer knew what she should say that wouldn't make her feel awkwardly embarrassed. 

Of course, he was right. It would have been kind of awkward for her to remove his shirt. But didn't he realize that seeing him standing without it would be more awkward? 

Her eyes trailed down, noting his fairly muscular chest and then his washboard abs, the ridges appealing to her in a way she hadn't expected. At least, not this soon. For Heaven's sake, even if she was his wife, she had just taken on that role a day ago. How could she feel such strong desire for him so soon? What would he think? 

"Do you have a problem?" Aiden voice cut through her thoughts.