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But, because he’s a good man, he rolls over and gives me his back. I quickly shed the blanket and slide under the covers, pressing against his back.
“All good,” I tell him.
“Awesome. I would hate for you to be found in an inappropriate state.”
“You’re terrible,” I chuckle, feeling my cheeks flush in the dim light. He laughs, his back shaking against me.
“I know.”
The silence of the cabin settles around us again, only broken by the occasional snap from the burning logs. I lay awake, staring at his broad back and listening to his steady breaths. I want him to hold me. Can I ask?
“What are you thinking?” I ask him after a while.
“Goodnight, Mia,” he mumbles, half asleep.
“Goodnight, Noah.”
I know I should be exhausted, but I can’t seem to fall asleep. My mind is racing. Everything is on a loop in my brain from the moment I found Dawn in my bed to the moment I lost myself in his arms.
Chapter fourteen
Noah
Ifeel her finally settle down. It takes everything I have not to wrap my arms around her again. I understand she is trying to put some distance between us. I get it. I’m not exactly her type. I had my one chance with her, and that will have to be enough. She doesn’t want to bond or develop a connection. When her friend comes back, or we find our way out of here, it is doubtful I will ever see her again.
It is probably for the best that we don’t talk more. I don’t want to get attached. But damn, if we met at a bar or in the frozen food section, I would definitely ask for her number.
I never expected to end up in a situation like this. It isn’t like they provide a playbook for this type of thing. Spending the night with a beautiful woman after surviving a blizzard wasn’t covered in flight school.
Mia—Her name dances through my mind.
Worse things could have happened, I remind myself. After the last few months of dodging drug dealers and being caught up in a DEA investigation, I thought I was going to end up in prison or, worse, dead. But here I am, in one piece, feeling more alive than ever.
I keep my eyes closed and my body still. I can hear her soft breathing and hope she falls asleep soon. If tomorrow ends up being another day of walking or fighting for survival, we need our rest. I do my best to avoid touching her. I don’t want her to be uncomfortable. I find myself drifting off to sleep with memories of her flying apart under my touch.
In the dead of night, I’m awakened suddenly by the sensation of lips on my chest. My eyes flutter open, the remnants of sleep still clouding my vision. Mia is beside me, her face illuminated by the light of the moon shining through the window. She looks at me with a hesitation that sparks my protective instincts.
“Noah,” she whispers, her voice barely audible. “I can’t sleep. Are you awake?”
I clear my throat, but my mind is still fuzzy from sleep. “Yeah. Is something wrong?”
She bites her lip, her gaze traveling over my face as if searching for something. “No. I guess my nerves are still jangled from the day. I can’t seem to shut my thoughts off.”
I manage a faint smile, feeling a rush of desire. “I get that. What can I do to help ease your mind?”
She doesn’t answer with words, but her fingers trace patterns on my chest. Then she puts her mouth on me, kissing and nibbling at my skin.
A sudden surge of longing pulses through me, my body responding to her touch. I remain still, not wanting to scare her off, but the intensity is all-consuming.
“I need you,” she whispers.
I swallow, my throat dry. “Mia...”
She kisses down my stomach, her head disappearing under the blankets. I feel her pulling my underwear down, freeing my erection. I know what’s coming next, and I try to brace myself for it, but the moment her tongue laps over the head of my cock, I nearly jump three feet in the air.
I gasp, my back arching off the soft mattress. “Mia,” I moan. She doesn’t reply, instead taking me deeper into her mouth. My hands find their way into her hair, gently guiding her as she moves.
There’s something intoxicating about the urgency, the raw need, in her touch. It’s been a long time since anyone has wanted me quite like this. The thought of her is all-consuming. The cabin, our predicament—everything—fades away until there is only desire.
