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That week.

Hendrick jumps, his body twitching, and I know he’s really asleep now. He only jumps and twitches when he’s fully immersed in his dreams. I sit up. His hands fall away from me, but he doesn’t move otherwise as I watch him.

He looks so much younger when he’s asleep. Although he is young, it’s not that he’s old by any means. He’s not even twenty-five yet. His birthday is coming up. He’s going to be twenty-three. For one month, we’ll be the same age. Then my birthday will hit, and I’ll be twenty-four to his twenty-three.

It’s not much of an age difference, but to me it is. As someone who has never dated anyone her own age, this is a huge change of pace for me. Since I started dating at fifteen, I’ve always been with guys who were at least five years older than me. I’m not sure why. It’s just something I’ve always done, so this is different.

But a good different.

I like this. A lot.

Or maybe I just like Hendrick a lot.

Throwing my legs over the side of the bed, I slowly stand to my feet and make my way toward my bedroom door, grabbing his T-shirt from the floor as I do. We stay at my place a lot. In fact, I think I’ve only been to his place once, maybe twice. We always end up here. I’m okay with that. I like having him in my home.

It’s probably me who is the reason for always staying here. I like having him here, and any time he suggests his place because it’s secure and whatever, I always make up some excuse as to why I need to be here.

There’s something about finding little traces of him all over my home that just makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. It’s everything I never thought I wanted.

I’ve always been independent. Never relying on anyone much. I mean, I’ve always accepted money and gifts from the men I’ve dated, but as far as actually needing someone, emotionally, in any way, it isn’t something I’ve craved.

Except when it comes to Hendrick.

I need his touch. I need his smile. I need his love.

Slipping his T-shirt over my naked body, I move through my apartment and slide my small chair over to the window, opening it to get some fresh air. Although I’m not sure how fresh it is with the humidity percentage tonight. Plus, it’s not like it’s a great view.

It’s shit.

But I can’t sleep. I don’t sleep anymore. If Hendrick weren’t here, I would probably turn on the television and watch a movie until my eyelids grow so heavy they force me to sleep for a minute or two.

Since he’s here, I can’t do that. I don’t want to wake him. Just because I can’t sleep doesn’t mean he shouldn’t. I don’t know how long I sit at the open window watching the quiet sidewalk below me, the alleyway that has zero movement of any kind, but when I feel something touch my shoulder, my entire body jumps.

Turning my head, I tilt it back and look up at the man standing next to me. His lips are pressed in a thin line and his brows snap together as he watches me, obviously not happy to find me out of bed.

“Sunshine,” he murmurs. “The fuck?”

“Can’t sleep,” I whisper.

He hums, reaching down and sliding his arms beneath my body to pick me up. He carries me back to the bedroom then places me down on the bed, so gently that I almost forget it’s him.

“If you can’t, Allison,” he begins, “you wake me up so I can exhaust you into sleep.”

Then, without another word, he moves down my body and his mouth is between my legs in an instant. Arching my back, I grip a fistful of the sheets and lift my hips to meet his tongue’s strokes. He’s warm and wet. He’s perfection. As always.

Closing my eyes, I let out a heavy sigh as I just feel him.

All the thoughts that were keeping me up, that were running through my head, they disappear the moment his tongue flicks my clit. My entire body relaxes, my legs widen, and he moves closer, his shoulders pressing against the backs of my thighs as he completely devours me.

If this isn’t love, the way he consumes me, I don’t know what love is.

Chapter

Two

ALLISON

Staring at the lingerie that is hanging up and displayed like a storefront in my living room, I let out a sigh, pinching my eyes closed, and breathe. I am on my way to having everything I have ever dreamed of and more. For a girl who never thought she could have what she dreamed of, this is huge.

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