Chapter 19. Stay Away From Me

Aaron POV

Words couldn't begin to describe the frustration and disbelief I felt in that moment, standing in my own house, staring at Angelina with a suitcase in hand.

I didn’t need to ask why she was here; the suitcase said it all. She’d come to stay, uninvited.

I should have turned her around, booked her for the next flight to New York, and sent her on her way. It was exactly what I should have done. But she hadn’t told me she was coming for a reason—because she knew I’d say no.

It was my mistake, really, letting her know my address. If I’d kept my location private, she’d still be in Brooklyn, and my life would be far simpler.

“Do I get to sleep with you?” she asked, her voice sweet and her lashes fluttering like I wouldn’t notice the audacity of her question.

I didn’t bother replying, let alone glancing in her direction. Instead, I walked past her, heading to the room at the farthest end of the hallway. I pushed open the door and ste