“Something wrong?” he asks while studying my face. I put my head down and head into the kitchen, switching on the kettle, avoiding him. Willing my burning face to cool down; I know I’m probably blushing like mad.
“No.” I answer over brightly and focus on getting the mugs ready.
“You’re acting weird, shorty … What gives?” he’s frowning. Noticing it from the corner of my eye, I carry on with what I’m doing; the blood has rushed to my face even more so now and I am mildly freaking out.
“I’m just making coffee.” I shrug, trying to appear normal.
Jesus, Jake, leave me be. Stay back.
“Look at me then,” he commands. I tense and glance up, pasting a fake smile on my lips. Raising eyebrows before returning to what I’m doing, the heat radiating all over me and return quickly to looking at anything but him but that is so hard to do in a space this small.
“Okay … What did I do?” he crosses his arms menacingly, his biceps bulging, the stubborn Carrero look plastered all over him. I think I may faint.
“Nothing.” I laugh nervously. I drop the spoon and spill coffee granules everywhere with fumbling hands.
Shit.
“Spill, Anderson … I’ll torture it out of you. You know I will.” He walks toward me with a look that means business and I cave weakly. If I let him get too close, I may self-combust. I may actually pass out right in front of him.
I need to calm my hormones down.
“We kissed,” I squeak as he gets dangerously close to touching me. Then I hide behind my loose hair as shame envelopes me tenfold. I can’t tell him that I practically molested him in his sleep. That we were dry humping and I know what he feels like turned on and pushed up against me.
than kiss in my sleep.” He laughs. No hint of shock at all. “They call it ‘Sexsomnia’. It happens very rarely.
manly sex related sleeping disorder. Well, that explains a
stand beside me, and I try not to
I tense and move away to get more coffee from the cupboard, glad of the reason to move away. He has no idea that internally my body is acting
asleep.” I have no idea what
the one who
proximity making breathing difficult suddenly, in a way I have never
in his voice as his hand catches my shirt from behind, pulling me back against him softly, his mouth by my ear. “How about a replay, Anderson? Literally make my dreams come true.”
free, my skin burning and shame swamping me. I should have known he would react this
can’t help myself. I giggle, relieving some of the tension at his playfulness, the usual flirty Jake while still trying to twist free from the body I’m a little
time holding my wrists in front of me so I can’t get away from him. My
God!
voice sends tremors through my stomach. I wriggle free and he lets me go, grinning wildly.
on his face. I shake my head and tilt it to the side to match his. His mentioning the kitchen kiss in such a blasé way makes me feel calmer. I wish I had his ability to
while unconscious.” I lie, fully mindful that this is all on me. A secret I’ll never tell him. He stops for a
me back?” he moves forward, closing the gap between us, his face now serious. All humor gone.
Crap. Fuck. Shit.
inhaling sharply, thoughts scrambling in panic at how to answer him now. My mouth dries
don’t, Jake! Don’t go
onesie with rabbit ears on the hood. Her presence makes me sag with relief.
loudly, and I grab the opportunity to dive away
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