He shakes his head, then shrugs. “Maybe. No. I just wanted to give her some things to try. Prove to her healthy can taste good too. Fruit salsa excluded. That was for me.”
This kind boy with a kind heart. He runs his fingers through his silky brown curls before rubbing his chest. His naturally deep brown skin is a little flushed, his ears a little red, and his normally bright golden eyes are hazy and unfocused. He is feeling it. “I think you’re almost cut off.”
Instead he cracks open another can. “I don’t usually drink.”
I take another one too, opening it with a sip. After this he’s drinking water. “You want to get pajamas on, cuddle, and watchDragon Ball?”
He groans into his can. “Bo, that is the sexiest thing anyone has ever said to me.” I laugh at the light coming back into his eyes. “Today just sucked. I’m okay, though. I will be.”
“Are you going to tell me what she said to you?” Ignoring me, he cleans up his mess. “So . . . no?”
He wipes down the counter then washes his hands. “It’s not important.” He smiles sadly. “She’s not important.” It’s as good as I’m getting, I know this, so I let it go. I let him clean, and I put my feelings aside.
I’ve done it practically my whole life; I’m used to it by now.
Chapter 4
Cam
So,sonumb.
I attempt to lift my head before I give up and flop back down. One eye pops open and I realize now why my arm’s numb. Bowen is currently cutting off the blood flow to it.
Just like my dumbass dick cut off all the blood flow to my brain last night.
Seriously, what the hell was that?
Possibly the greatest kiss I’ve ever had, and I wasn’t even naked.
My dumb brain!
With as much grace as my clumsy ass can find, I slowly slip out from under his tiny body then wave my arm back to life. After we’d lain back down and I’d tucked him into me while silently freaking out, I slept like shit. I was up on and off, and I triednot to move too much. I know he didn’t get much sleep the night before because of yours truly, so I’ll let him be for now and freak out in the privacy of my own stupid, stupid brain.
Stars burst behind my eyelids as I press the heels of my palms to my eyes. I bite back the urge to scream. Gym. I need to work out. I need to release this stress somehow. I don’t know what the hell came over me last night. I was tipsy sure, but had sobered for the most part before he woke up.
Nope. Those bad decisions were brought to you bysoberyours truly.
Carefully I get off his bed, then stop at the door to look back at him. A smile slips onto my face. Bo is swimming in the comforter and my shirt, that I only now realize he’s wearing.
He fits so perfectly against me.
I wish that was the first time I’d had that thought, but it’s not.
I’d been hard. That kiss, that scorching, breath-stealing kiss made mesohard.
“Bad!” I slap my dick, doubling over. “Bad,” I wheeze. Then whisper, “You’re such an idiot.”
Why the hell did I even do that? I was just playing around, then he touched me and I lost my damn mind. I can’t explain what came over me. It’s like one moment we were watching TV and talking about how hideous theDragon Ballcharacters were, and how not attracted to them he was, and next thing you know . . . bam! Tongue in his mouth.
Bo’s had his hands on me a thousand times before. Hands on my chest, my stomach, my arms, and nothing has ever set me on edge the way his touch did last night. Pleasure swirled like smoke in my belly. His touch flamed over my skin, and I burned for more.
I love women. Probably a little too much if I’m honest.
I love how they feel, smell, laugh. I love those bright flirty eyes and curves. Fuck, I love curves. Hips. Soft breasts, thick thighs, hot wet pussy I can just dive head first into. I love it.
But last night . . .
Holy shit, okay, I need to stop thinking about it. I need to stop. It’s easy. Easy. Easy. I’ve gone twenty-six years without thinking about it. It should be easy. Just stop.Poof. No more. Naughty thoughts be gone. Just. Don’t. Think.
