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I shoved her firmly, giving him no choice but to catch her to avoid her landing on her ass.
"I want my bed. She's your problem." I turned and stalked back to my room, slamming the door behind me, and I cursed as her scent surrounded me again. It was fucking everywhere.
I locked the door before stripping down to my boxers, a scowl forming as I flopped down onto my bed and her scent got stronger. Whatever candy shit she wore was going to be stuck up my nose for months once we got rid of her.
I tossed and turned for hours before finally falling asleep, nightmares plaguing me like they always did.
Penn
“Are you okay?” Cruz asked as he closed the door, locking it to keep Stone out in case he changed his mind about leaving me in here.
I nodded, rubbing my arm from where Stone had been giving me a death grip.
“I’m fine.” I sucked in a sharp breath as he placed a hand on my tender waist, his eyes narrowing.
“Did he fucking hurt you?” He didn’t wait for my answer before gently lifting the side of my shirt, running his fingertips across my heated skin. The edge of the desk had hit me pretty hard when Stone slammed me down onto it, so I wouldn’t have been surprised if it was already bruising.
I was just glad he hadn’t fucked up my ribs. I’d broken them before and that sucked.
“Stay here. I’ll grab you some ice.”
“I’ve had worse,” I said as I brushed it off, pulling away from him. “I’m sorry for causing so much trouble for you and Drake.”
“Stop apologizing. We’re the ones who kidnapped you,” he scoffed, eyeing me as I sat on the edge of his bed. I eyed him right back, both of us silent for a moment until I sighed.
“I’m assuming you were asleep, so get back in bed. We can talk tomorrow.”
That surprised him.
“You want us to share the bed?”
“I’m not scared of cooties,” I joked, his eyes going wide as I went to pull the shirt over my head.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting ready for bed.”
“You’re sleeping naked? Babe, I’m not ashamed to say I’ll hump your leg like a fucking dog all night if you’re next to me like that,” he groaned, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
“I’m keeping my underwear on.”
“That won’t make a difference.”
“I can’t sleep in clothes, they get all twisted,” I scowled, continuing to remove it before dropping it on the floor beside the bed. “They’re just tits.”
“Drake said you like to cuddle,” he said offhandedly as he stared at my chest, my eyes running over him as if I’d just noticed he was only in his boxers. “Or did you just like to cuddle with Drake?”
I frowned, lifting my gaze to his. “Do you want me to blow you or something?”
“I’d never turn down a blow job,” he chuckled, but it sounded forced. “You think I’m trying to butter you up or something?”
“The guys I’ve fucked weren’t really into cuddling but one said it’s an after climax kinda thing. So if I’m supposed to get you off first—”
“Penn.” His voice was soft, a hint of sadness washing across his face as I slid into bed. “Has no one just snuggled with you before? Without sex being involved?”
“Guys don’t like snuggling,” I said with a shrug, the room being plunged into darkness as he switched the light off.
The bed dipped as he climbed in beside me, and my breath caught as he curled himself around me and tugged my back against his chest, his breath tickling the nape of my neck.
