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The conversation turns to sex pretty often, or people the others want to hook up with. Sometimes I join in but, whenever I do, Wesley goes especially quiet then and leaves the room. I’m not sure why.
I do as I’m told and shuck off the hiking pants until I’m in my boxer briefs. My bag is behind the couch so, instead of getting up, I scramble onto my knees and bend over to rummage through my bag for my spare jeans.
There’s a soft bang behind me, followed by what sounds suspiciously like, “Fuck.”
When I’ve got my jeans on and turn back, Wesley is nowhere to be seen. But warm flames flicker in the fireplace, illuminating half of the living room with orange light.
I wrap my arms around my bare torso, settling into the couch as I wait. It doesn’t take long before Wesley comes back from the kitchen holding two insulated metal cups.
He hands me one silently, his eyes trained intently on my face.
The hot chocolate is sweet and milky, exactly how I like it. I can’t help but let out a little moan at the taste.
Wesley stops drinking and lets out a spluttering cough. “Ollie!”
“What?” I blink at him, confused. “Did your drink go down the wrong way or something?”
“No. I’m fine,” he bites out, wiping his mouth. “You surprised me, that’s all.”
Firelight flickers over his face, catching on the edge of his angular stubbled jaw. I imagine what it would feel like under my tongue.
Focus, Oliver.
He’s blushing again, the red trailing down his neck and beneath his jumper. I wish he’d taken it off, so I could follow the pink skin all the way down.
I shrug, smiling a little. “It tastes good. Really good.”
“It’s just instant,” he says, shaking his head. “But I’m glad you like it. I’m going to evaluate the rest of the cabin and ensure it meets our needs. Stay here, get warm.”
Panic seizes my chest and I drop my mug on the coffee table. I need to distract him somehow.
“Can I have a head rub?”
“What?”
I tilt my head up and give him the best puppy dog eyes he’s ever seen. That’s what the barista at the coffee shop on campus says, anyway, and I’m inclined to believe her. They’ve never failed me.
“I’m so very cold,” I say, sniffing dramatically.
Wesley frowns. “I don’t think this is a good idea.”
“Come on, it’s not like you haven’t done it before.”
“Yes, but that was when you were…” he trails off and purses his lips.
I know what he was going to say. We haven’t done this since that night on the roof when I was still a mess from being broken up with.
I stiffen, feeling my smile slide off my face. “You know what, never-”
“Fine,” he says, cutting me off. “I’ll do it.”
“Really?” The grin returns with full force and Wesley rolls his eyes, but he’s smirking when he flops onto the couch beside me.
“You’re insufferable,” he murmurs.
I’m practically salivating at the promise of his touch. I scoot closer to him, pressing my clothed thigh against his. A hiss escapes his lips.
“You okay?” I tentatively place my head on his broad shoulder.
