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Melonie stood with her armscrossed over her chest as she scowled at me. She had her brightblonde hair up in a ponytail and it looked like she had put makeupon. Why would she put makeup on this late? She was dressed in askimpy silk nighty that showed way too much cleavage. If I hadn’tbeen so terrified that she had caught me watching Ian, I would havequestioned why she was here in the first place. Her and Anna’s roomwas on the other side of the cabin so she had to go out of her wayto come over here.
“What are you doing?” she repeatedand looked at me as if I were an idiot. She was right, I was such afucking idiot.
“I, uh—” I stammered as I backedup toward my door. I was what?Spying on my best friend’s dad ashe masturbated.I had no idea what I was going to say.
Melonie looked between Ian’s opendoor and me. I cringed as her eyes got that maniacal look aboutthem. “Oh my God, were you spying on him?” she asked a little tooloudly.
I shook my head as I backed upfurther. “N-no! I thought I heard a noise a-and—” I stuttered as myheart hammered in my ears.Was this what a panic attack feltlike?My adrenaline spiked and my breathing became rapid. Howwas I getting out of this?
“You dirty little liar,” Meloniehissed at me. “What did you think? That a guy like him would wantsome fatass like you?” She laughed as she stuck the metaphoricalknife in my gut. It was as if she knocked the breath right out ofme as I fought to catch it. Just when I thought she was done, shetwisted it further. “Someone like him wants a real woman, not somelittle girl who pretends to be something she isn’t—”
“Ladies, is there a problem?”Ian’s deep voice cut Melonie off before she could say anythingelse. He stood in his doorway wearing nothing but a pair of darkgrey sweatpants. His earlier actions had been wiped clean from hisbelly.
If I hadn’t been about to throwup, I would have stopped to appreciate his physique. I had seenplenty of guys with their shirts off before. The guys on thefootball team liked to go on early morning jogs around campusshirtless. I’d never stopped to stare at them as other girls had.But Ian wasn’t just another football guy. Ian was different in somany ways.
Melonie had no such problem as hergreedy gaze ate up everything Ian was offering. She uncrossed herarms and thrust her chest toward him as she took on the persona ofinnocence. I wanted to die as he looked between the two of usbefore settling his gaze on me. Some unknown emotion flared inthose eyes.
“Well, I was just walking by whenI sawLindseysnooping at your door. I think she was tryingto watch you sleep or something,” she said in a high-pitched girlyvoice. If I didn’t want to puke before, I sure did now as I watchedher fake demeanor.
I stepped forward like I was goingto defend myself when Ian interrupted me. “She wasn’t snooping,” hesaid as he held his hand out toward me. That’s when I saw thebottle of pills he held. I looked from it to him in confusion. Hisexpression never wavered as he waited for me to take the offeredcontainer. “She asked if I had any Tylenol because she forgot topack hers,” he lied.
I knew at that moment that he knewI’d been watching him. He knew I was peeking in on him in anintimate moment. But he was saving me from further embarrassment byacting like I had asked him for something. I didn’t know what tosay. So I said nothing.
I nodded and muttered thanks as Ipulled the bottle of pills out of his extended hand. Meloniewatched me with a sour look on her face. I couldn’t tell if shebelieved him or not but right now I didn’t care. I palmed themedicine, nodded, and turned back toward my room. As soon as I wasback inside I shut the door as quickly as I could and smothered mywhimper of embarrassment.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.Ithumped my head against the door quietly as Ian firmly told Melonieto go back to her room. I could barely hear her response to him asshe told him she couldn’t sleep. I rolled my eyes at the lameexcuse for gathering his attention.
More mumbling ensued until I heardMelonie’s bare feet walk past my room and out of the hall. Iexhaled in a rush as I sagged back onto the wood. I felt instantrelief until I realized I hadn’t heard Ian go back into hisroom.
I jerked away from the door as ifit burnt me and turned around. I walked backward with the bottlestill clasped in my hand as I stared at the door. The back of myknees bumped into the bed and I blindly sat as I stared at the twoshadows underneath. He was standing outside.
When a light tap came against thedoor I jumped and covered my mouth as though the noise had scaredme. It wasn’t the noise that frightened me but rather the man thatmade it. I said nothing as I continued to stare. Maybe if Ipretended not to hear him he would go away.
That thought quickly vanished asthe doorknob twisted and the door cracked open. I swallowed harshlyas Ian stepped into my room and closed the door behind him. He saidnothing as his gaze ate me up like a hungry tiger. My breathshuttered in and out of me like I had just gone for a ten-mile run.Silent moments ticked by and I felt the urge to fill them. To saysomething, anything.
“Thank you,” I breathed. When hesaid nothing I held the bottle out in front of me like a peaceoffering. “For the Tylenol, I mean.”
His smirk made me nervous as hepushed away from the door. When he twisted the lock on the handle Ifelt the reverberating click in my core.
“Were you watching me, Bambi?” heasked. His voice was raspy with lust.
I flinched back at his question asif he struck me, placing the bottle on my lap before staring at myhands. “No,” I lied.
He stalked closer. Each momentdragged out as the quiet of the room became so loud I could hardlystand it. I was still looking down when his bare feet came intoview. I don’t know why but the sight of those bare feet turned meon. Like I was seeing a part of him nobody else got to see.
I focused on my breathing as hishand grazed the bottom side of my chin and pulled my face up,making me look at him. “Don’t lie to me, Lindsey.”
I took him in now, all of him. Hewas immaculate. Even with his bed-ruffled hair, he was perfect. Hewas tan and lean. His muscular chest was speckled with soft-lookinghair. His corded abdomen served as a reminder of his commitment tohis body. He had one of those trails that pointed down anddisappeared under the low-slung fabric of his sweats. I licked mylips as I tried to pull my gaze away from the growing bulge at theapex of his legs.
I jerked my eyes back up to his tofind him still smirking at me. “Did you watch me jerk my cock untilI came all over myself?” he asked. I closed my eyes and clenched mythighs together as the vision assaulted my memory. He knew I wasthere the whole time and he’d wanted me to see.
“You want to know what I wasthinking of?” he rasped. My eyes sprang open and I looked back athim. He was letting his gaze travel my body. He released my chinand let his finger graze my neck and further down. I kept my faceup toward him as he lowered that finger toward my cleavage. Themovement made me aware that I was still very much naked under therobe.
“I was thinking of all the ways Icould make you come,” he whispered as his hand dipped under thefabric of the robe. I gasped and arched into his touch as hisfingers raked over my tightly pebbled nipple.
He leaned down toward me and Ibraced myself for a kiss that never came. I wanted him to kiss meso much. His fingers kept playing with me as he brought his lipscloser to mine.So close.
“Were you going to come back hereand touch yourself after you watched me?” he asked and I moaned ashe pinched my nipple lightly before releasing me. I could feel somuch arousal between my thighs now I was sure he could see it. WhenI didn’t answer him he pinched me again only this time harder. Iwhimpered and inhaled sharply before he grazed his lips againstmine.
