“Shit.” I gasp as his arms lasso me, he shifts so my weight ends up beside him on the lounger, instead of on top of him, keeping me in his embrace and laying us both back. It’s comfy and warm from his body heat in the now cooler night air and I sink contently.
“Bit drunk there, Miss. Anderson?” he chuckles at me, sounding boyish and happy and I smile too.
Just charming.
“Sof course not”
What?
Okay, so maybe, I’m a lot drunk.
He laughs into my hair, his mouth pressed to my temple as he slides his other hand across my neck and shoulder and pulls me against him. Cuddling me in easily.
“Glad to see you letting go.” He smiles, almost nose to nose with me. His warm breath on my face and heavy scent of alcohol; it gives me an overwhelming sense of closeness and my body tingles deliciously from head to toe.
“I think falling on top of your boss is more than letting go.” I giggle, relaxing to the sensation and surrendering to the sway around me, regaining the control of my vocabulary, even if it’s slurring still.
“I’m not your boss for the next two weeks.” He winks. That handsome face close enough to touch with my tongue.
“Okay, I shall rephrase … Falling on top of your temporary not boss, is overdoing it.” I chortle again, so light, and free and a little bit silly. My hair blows gently across my face, yet he strokes it back, lingering, playing with its short new waves. I think he’s more than a little obsessed with the cut, and it makes me sigh adoringly. The sensation of having my hair played with is addictive when he’s the one doing it.
“Do you need me to put you to bed?” he asks, still focusing on twirling a strand, his face is really so close I can almost lick him without moving.
Stop it, Emma!
“Do I not need to put you to bed?” I slur again and bask in his laughter; he finds that highly amusing. I want to wrap myself up in that laugh, it’s so inviting and familiar.
I can handle way more alcohol than you,
drunk air jab. Being drunk can be pretty amazing
than me.” He stays smirking down at me, finally letting my hair go. Shifting his body weight, causing the bed dip lightly. The chatter of the others nearby has droned down to a background hum and I’m barely even aware of them anymore. It
Focusing on his features a little too closely, distracted by them and how
is.” He grins at me with a twinkly in
I ask in confusion, a frown
dimples cutely indent with the huge smile he’s giving me, sheer joy in that
Emma?” I ask blinking suspiciously,
“I did.”
me?” I pout with sad eyes, not even smiling when
drunken
I’m confused and I’ve no idea what
him and pull my hands down to cross over my chest to glare. He
different times. You’re cute when you pout.” He
hand away. I’m being sulky, and I can tell by the humorous glint in his eyes he’s finding me entertaining.
and plants a kiss on my cheek, just shy of the corner of my lips. Snuggling his head into the crook of my
don’t love her then.”
a permanent smile on his face now, as alluring as it
“Yes!”
sense.” He ignores my dash
like her so much, she must be a leggy bimbo.” I huff and make another attempt at squirming before
me, nose to nose. His smile vanishes, his eyes instantly serious and dark. His focus moves across my face and rests on my
that was, and the way it sent my
deck and we glance over to see Daniel stripping off Miracle’s clothes in a rather smutty fashion. Jake frowns and pulls me up
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