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His fingers caressed lightly over her back, down to her ass, sending a chill over her skin. She resisted the urge to smile. This was unexpected coming from Trey, but she wouldn’t complain. There was a long stretch of silence, and she thought maybe he’d passed out, but she heard him sigh and sink deeper into the bed, tightening his hold over her.
“I didn’t peg you for a cuddler.”
“I’m not.”
Dahlia laughed. “But you’re doing it right now.”
There was a small stretch of silence.
“Trey?”
“Go to sleep.”
She clamped her lips, sinking deeper into his chest and taking it all in. This would end. Her night with Trey would be nothing more come sunrise. But at least I have this.
****
Trey had been up hours before she finally started to stir. He’d worked out, eaten breakfast, made a few calls, and showered. He was in the process of getting dressed when he saw the sheets move, and her long leg stretch out across the bed. The sheet covered most of her except her leg, a sliver of her ass, and her lower back.
This was a view he could wake up to every morning. Except I can’t.
Dahlia sighed heavily, turned her head with her eyes still closed, and melted into the pillow. Trey grabbed a shirt and put it on, all the while staring at her. It would be hard to go about his day and not think of last night. She was fucking perfect.
Dahlia rolled onto her back, the sheet slipping an inch and revealing the top of her breasts. She blinked her eyes open and immediately furrowed her brows as if she was confused. She quickly glanced over to his empty side of the bed, and he watched her smile emerge.
“Morning.”
Dahlia jerked around to the corner of the room and quickly sat up, pulling the sheet over her breasts.
“Hi.”
So fucking sweet. Her hair was a mess, and her makeup was smudged. And still, she was the most gorgeous woman he’d ever seen.
“How long have you been up?”
Trey reached into a drawer, pulling out a tie. “A few hours.”
Dahlia gasped, and he glanced over. Her cheeks pinkened. “You should have woken me up.”
Trey smirked. “I tried.”
He’d actually tried twice. Once before he made breakfast and a second before he’d made some calls. Both times, she was completely knocked out.
“Sorry about that. I’m a heavy sleeper.” She smiled, and her face softened.
“Left the number for a car service on the nightstand.” He gestured behind her. “Call them when you’re ready.”
He wasn’t kicking her out, but he didn’t have the luxury of staying in bed all day with her. Not that he would’ve minded. Though it would have complicated things even more. Trey was honest enough with himself to admit that having her once was not enough. He’d have her again in his bed, possibly other locations in his apartment. If she’d been awake earlier, he would’ve insisted she shower with him. Fuck. He balled his fists. Just thinking of her naked and wet had him instantly hard.
“Oh, you’re leaving?”
Trey nodded, walked over to his closet, and inside, grabbing his jacket. When he came out, Dahlia was scrambling off the bed in a frenzy and gathering her clothes from the floor. She obviously mistook his instructions.
“There’s no rush, Dahlia. You’re welcome to take a shower and get something to eat before you go.”
She stood with her clothes gathered in a pile against her chest. “But you’re leaving now?”
“Yes.”
