Normally, Aaron wouldn't react this strongly to seeing you in one of his shirts. He's seen you in them plenty of times before. He doesn't know what it is right now that makes you so appealing to him. Maybe it's because your hair is still wet from the shower you just took, or maybe it's because you smell like shampoo, all soft and clean. He's not sure, but he wants you more than anything, right now. Watching you right now, pacing around the kitchen with a martini in your hands, nothing but his shirt draping your figure, it's just so irresistible to him.

"Mind making me some coffee, honey?" Aaron asks, walking over to kitchen as he leans against one of the countertops with his arms crossed over his chest. He's got his gaze focused on you, and he's not trying to make it subtle, at all. It's one of those lazy Sunday afternoons where you two do nothing but enjoy each other's company. Aaron's got the day off and so have you. So why not make the best of your time?