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Chapter Twelve
Blue
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Iwake with a start, groaning when the too loud TV accosts my ears. As I lift my head to look for the remote, I realize my hand is resting on something hard. I look down to see I’m lying on a pair of denim covered legs.
What the hell?
I glance up to find Harris fast asleep. His head is propped on the back of the couch, one arm around my waist while the other lays limply at his side.
The last thing I remember was drinking wine and killing an entire pizza while we watched Avengers, debating who the best Avenger is. I say Captain America. He thinks it’s Thor. We must have dozed off sometime while the movie was still on.
I shift slowly, trying not to wake him, but the second my weight is off his legs, his eyes pop open. At first he looks confused, trying to place where he is. But then his eyes come to me and a smile tugs at his full lips.
“Hey,” His voice is sleep filled and so very sexy.
“Hey.” I sit the rest of the way up, rubbing my eyes with the backs of my hands.
“What time is it?” He reaches for his phone on the coffee table.
“After two,” I tell him, reading the time off of the cable box under the television.
“Shit. I don’t even remember closing my eyes.”
“Me either,” I admit.
“I guess I should probably head home.” He starts to stand.
“Stay.” The word slides out of my mouth unexpectantly. I don’t even think it through before I say it. “I mean, it’s late. You can sleep here if you want.”
“You want me to stay the night?” A devilish look crosses his face, but I cut him off before he gets the wrong idea.
“I want you to be safe and not driving half asleep.”
“Are you sure that’s all you want?” he teases, stretching his arms over his head before dropping them back down at his sides.
“I’m serious, Harris. Stay, but just to sleep. Nothing else.”
“I am pretty wiped, so I’ll stay. But you’re crazy if you think I’m sleeping on this lumpy couch.”
“You arenotsleeping in my bed.” I stand up.
“I promise I’ll be on my very best behavior.” He traces an X across his heart with his pointer finger.
As bad of an idea as I think it is, I’m honestly too tired to argue with him. My bed is a king so we won’t have to get cozy.
“Fine. But if you snore I can’t promise to not suffocate you with a pillow.”
“Fair enough.” He chuckles, standing to follow me into my bedroom.
I flip on the bedside light and pull back the covers. Harris kicks off his shoes and starts to undo his pants when he catches me looking at him.
“What?” He grins.
“What are you doing?” I point to where his hands have already undone his belt.
“You don’t expect me to sleep in jeans, do you?”
