Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25974 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Even though he was pretty much asleep, I spoke to him in a soft voice, forcing myself to be truthful. Maybe I felt safer thinking there was a chance he wouldn’t remember this tomorrow. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Do you have any idea how many times I’ve dreamed of this? Of your body bare like this and me having the time to look at you and touch you?”
“Dawson,” he whispered.
“Go to sleep, baby,” I said, rolling him under the blankets and climbing in beside him.
“Don’t want to leave.”
“You’re not going anywhere,” I assured him before pulling him into my chest and wrapping my arms around him.
“My sister’s okay. She wasn’t before, but now she is.”
I grinned and kissed his hair. “Thank you for telling me. I was worried something had happened to her. I know the two of you are close.”
He shifted, moving one leg over mine and wrapping his arm around my middle. “She’s having a baby,” he said sleepily. “I’m going to be an uncle.”
“You’ll be a great one. You’re fun and funny and smart.”
Jem was quiet for a long time before he murmured, “I like kissing you.”
I let out a soft snort. “I guess that’s a good thing since it’s basically what you do for a living.”
“No. I mean… I mean having you all to myself. Kissing you here. Alone. Dawson and Jem, not Lucky and Trigger.”
Could my heart hold this much joy and affection? And what happened if Jem didn’t return my feelings? What if he didn’t want this to be a real thing?
I fell asleep torn between worry and happiness. Thankfully, I didn’t dream. If I had, my brain would have probably sent me down a bizarre rabbit warren of strange images and emotions. I only woke once, and it was when Jem’s hot mouth wrapped around my dick in the middle of the night. After a quick, shared orgasm, we settled in to talk sleepily even later into the night.
I didn’t remember falling asleep again, but I must have. When I awoke, I realized I wasn’t alone.
Jem.
His naked body was plastered against my side, and his messy hair tickled my nose. The feeling of happy relief I felt realizing he was still here was indescribable. I’d wanted him for so long, and now he was in my bed.
I reached out and ran my fingers through his curls the way I’d always wanted to, wrapping one around my index finger before letting it go to spring back into place.
He shifted and opened one eye. For a moment, he stayed relaxed. Until realizing he wasn’t at home in his own bed.
Jem shot up and stared at me with wide-eyed surprise.
“Hi,” I said, crossing my fingers under the sheets in desperate hope he wouldn’t freak out.
“We fucked.”
I winced at his word choice. It had been a little more special to me than that, but he was technically correct. I nodded.
His eyes roamed over my skin like a caress, and his body language eased. “It was good.”
I bit back a laugh. “I’d say it was a little better than good, but yes.”
“And we talked for a really long time too,” he added with a soft smile, as if remembering some of the intimate thoughts we’d shared.
“We did,” I agreed.
Jem’s eyes narrowed. “Why are you being weird? Say something more than two words.”
Truth time. “I’m scared I’m going to say or do something foolish and you’re going to walk away again,” I admitted, pushing myself up to sit against the wooden headboard and carefully clasping my hands together over the sheet on my lap to keep from grabbing him. “And I really don’t want you to.”
Jem studied me for another minute as if assessing his choices. Finally, he crawled closer and threw a leg over mine to straddle me. The thin sheet separated our bodies, but I could feel the warmth of him enough to make my dick take notice. His palms moved up my bare chest to loosely grip the sides of my neck. I closed my eyes to savor the feel of him, to appreciate every extra second he gave me.
His lips were warm and soft on mine. The sharp scratch of his morning whiskers teased my chin and cheeks as he explored my mouth and face with his kisses. I couldn’t keep my hands to myself any longer, so I reached around to grasp his bare ass and squeeze it, pulling him tighter against me.
“Stay,” I breathed, temporarily forgetting I had an important meeting later this morning.
“We’re back to just one word, huh?” His smile was teasing and affectionate. “Mm. Can’t. I promised I’d go see my sister at the hospital. Garret—her fiancé—has a job thing today.” He moved his mouth down to my neck and then my chest. “But I have time first to make sure you don’t forget about me while I’m gone.”