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I rest my head back on the scuffed-up and torn leather seat. Michael doesn’t say anything in response, but he didn’t need to for me to sense his anger. He’s upset about something, and I don't know what it is.
“So I’m dragging Brandon’s ass back to rehab for the third and last time.” I see Michael curl his hands even tighter around the steering wheel, his knuckles white.
“Well, I’ll tell you one thing, your brother won’t be dragging you into his shit again.”
I glance at Michael’s face, see his jaw clenched tight. “What’s wrong?” I shift on the seat again. “What are you upset about?” The air in the interior is thick, getting hotter despite the window cracked and the wind moving through the truck. The sudden change in him and the fact he’s actually telling me Brandon won’t be “dragging me into his shit again” has me confused as hell.
I rest my head back on the seat and stare out the passenger window, not thinking too hard on why Michael seems so upset. Before I know it, my eyes are getting heavy and sleep is starting to take over. Truth is, I didn’t sleep well last night either. Thoughts of going to Boise and dealing with my brother had me up all night.
But I’d also been thinking about Michael, taking this trip with him, the attraction I felt for him. Despite not knowing him, there is something about him that draws me in, and has me more aroused than ever before.
I am inexperienced in all things sexual, and the truth is, I’m still a virgin and that embarrasses me. I’m in my twenties and I haven’t been more than felt up. Surely a man like him, attractive, well-built, and masculine, has been with plenty of women. He is no doubt very experienced.
I let myself drift off with thoughts of Michael and all the things I want him to do to me.
The feeling of the door closing wakes me up. I shift on the seat, straightening and rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I don’t know how long I was sleeping, but the sun is already starting to set. In front of me is a small motel, one of the ones that remind me of what would be in a horror movie.
I can see Michael through the front office window, leaning against the counter, the man on the other side assisting him. We are out in the middle of nowhere, this motel built right off the side of the highway, nothing but fields surrounding it. It’s creepy yet intimate all in the same breath.
And despite the fact I should have red flags going up, about to shack up with a man I don’t even know, all I can think about is exactly what we could do sharing a room.
Chapter Five
Michael
It took everything I had not to jerk off in the damn shower. The only thing that stopped me was that I was afraid Cassie would hear me. The last thing I need is for her to know I was beating off, moaning her name. I can just imagine her reaction. She’d take off running, terrified.
I’ve been locked in the cab of that damn truck with her, listening to her sweet voice, watching her lick her lips, touch her leg, and tuck her hair behind her ear. Anything she did was an exercise in torture for me. Then there was the smell of her. Sweet with hints of vanilla, a scent that reminds me of warm cookies coming out of the oven—something you crave to sink your teeth into.
She’s been driving me crazy. Despite the cold shower that I thought might freeze my balls into ice, I’m still aroused as hell. I can feel my dick pushing against the towel I have wrapped around my hips. It’s getting ridiculous. I’m having a hell of a job keeping myself under control and now I have to be in the same room with her—in the same fucking bed—all damn night. I groan at the thought.
I open the door into the main room and Cassie is sitting on the king-sized bed, her hair completely down and brushed until it shines. I want to pin her to the mattress and make her take my kiss, my touch and my fucking dick. It’s the thing she has in the center of the bed that stops me from acting on my urges.
“What’s that?” I ask, knowing what it is, but still not quite believing it.
“The room only has one bed,” she responds defensively.
“I know. I told you they had three rooms left and all were single beds. I took the one with the king. There’s plenty of room in it.” I try not to sound grumpy when I repeat myself to her. It’s not easy. I knew this wouldn’t make her happy, but I was so tired, I honestly didn’t think I could drive another mile. I wasn’t about to let her sleep in a different room either. I have this need inside of me to protect Cassie and make sure she’s safe. I can’t do that if I don’t keep her with me. She probably thinks it is all about money and how I didn’t want to shell out for another room. I’m fucking okay with her thinking that too. Hell, maybe she thinks I only took one room so I could have her in the bed with me and crawl between her legs and eat that sweet little pussy until she begged me to stop.
