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I join him, flopping back into the crook of his side, letting my laughter take the tension of the moment with it.
One of these days, Gavin…
The rest of the movie plays on, and the next, the two of us giggling at the ridiculous antics of the couple. It might or might not hit way too close to home, way too many times, between the two of us.
Sometime near midnight, I vaguely remember drifting off, still held close in his arms.
I might be dreaming, but I think I feel his lips brush mine, just for a second.
18
HELLENA
Early morning sun shimmers through the blinds, stirring me.
I feel rested, lounging in the groggy, blissful, slow waking that makes every position you stretch into even better, savoring the dregs of sleep. Only I don’t stretch much.
Because I don’t want to move.
The cables of a muscular arm encircle my waist, cupping up under my breasts. I can feel Gavin’s deep breaths rhythmically pressing into my back.
We’re still on the couch. We didn’t bother pulling out the bed.
I let my eyes droop closed again, letting my body sense every inch of him pressed against me.
This. I’ve needed this more than anything.
Even if it’s just for one night.
Just this morning.
Carefully, I press my thumb to my phone screen. It’s 8 a.m.
Surprisingly, he’s still sleeping. Then again, we are so cozy, and for the first time since I’ve known him, he’s quiet, not mumbling in his sleep. Not tossing like I hear every night from just outside his room. I’d love to let him sleep forever.
I doze off again, allowing myself the indulgence of being held, affection. And truly letting myself relax. I feel like I haven’t let down my guard in weeks.
Gavin’s groan and his hand gently squeezing me suddenly have me wide awake.
Or it could be the other part of him that’s wide awake, dipping into the gap of my ass and thighs.
It’s beyond tempting to push back into him, grind my ass over his massive length. It would be so easy. So satisfying. And a little mean to both of us.
But it’s only mean if I don’t offer to take care of it.
Imagining what it would feel like in my mouth, sliding between my legs…
The blanket, plus his infernal body heat, has me tossing the covers aside, sitting up. I press my palms against my face, feeling the blush in my cheeks. I’m soaking through my shorts, I’m so turned on, sneaking a peak back to make sure he’s still asleep.
He drifts back off, the edge of his lip curling in a soft smile.
Gavin is unbearably handsome most of the time, rugged. In his sleep, without any of the worry that creases his forehead or the concrete glare that chisels his brow more often than not, he looks breathtaking. One strand of wavy, reddish-brown hair dangles down over his forehead, the rest a tousled mess on my pillow.
I can’t bear the thought of waking him.
Not with how much he’s been working this past week. The only thing he’ll tell me is that the recent jobs haven’t been too bad, mostly just hose down and scrub, without any… leftovers.
But there’s been a lot of jobs.
