Page 106 of Dangerous Attraction

"Am I allowed to say yes?"

He chuckles, and I press my fingers to my mouth, trying to hide the way my lips spread wider from the sound.

"I'm annoyed by the fact you went out with another man, especially to go and do something I would've enjoyed doing with you, but if you had fun, then I'll be glad."

I melt into his bed, scooting down underneath the covers, then lie my head on my pillow.

"I had fun," I tell him, then move my phone onto his pillow, closing my eyes, and imagining he was here with me instead of miles away. "I would've had more fun if I went with you, though."

"I can agree to that."

The dull thud of music drifts through the phone as we both remain quiet, listening to each other breathe.

After a few moments, he breaks the silence with a loud exhale.

"Are you in bed?" he asks.

At first I nod, forgetting he's not actually beside me, but when I open my eyes and see my phone, instead of his tatted, half-naked body, I sigh.

"Yeah, I am. Are you?"

"Not yet." I hear shuffling on the other end of the line, followed by creaking. "Now I am."

"It feels weird without you here," I whisper, then hold my breath and peek at the phone as I wait for his reaction.

A beat of silence passes before he speaks.

"In other words—you miss me?"

Tutting, I shake my head.

"That's not what—"

"It's okay, Trix," he says, cutting me of. "I miss you too."

His admission renders me speechless. Sinking my teeth into my lower lip, my eyes fall shut, and I snuggle deeper into the pillow.

"If I tell you something, do you promise not to laugh?"

"It depends…" I hear him moving around, most likely getting more comfortable just as I had done moments ago. "I promise not to laugh unless it's funny."

Wrapping the blanket tighter around my body, I pull his pillow closer.

"Last night, I was struggling to sleep, and the only thing that settled me was cuddling your pillow."

He hums, and my nose scrunches up as I wait for him to laugh, but he doesn't.

"That's adorable," he murmurs. "Although I am offended I've been replaced by something soft and squishy."

I laugh. "I'm sorry. If it makes you feel better, it's got nothing to do with the way it feels and everything to do with the way it smells."

"Good." A yawn escapes, and my eyes begin to droop. "I should be back on Monday, so keep my pillow warm for me, snuggle it all night if you need to, but as soon as I'm home, I'm taking my spot back."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Goodnight, Trix. Sweet dreams."

"Goodnight, Reeve."