“Yeah. I am. If you want to. Friends who cuddle, right?” I quip, trying to inject some lightness.
It works as I hear him huff out a chuckle. “Okay. I’m gonna go brush my teeth.”
He moves toward the bathroom and I throw off the blanket to join him, my recent tiredness fading. Dan turns with a frown when he sees me behind him.
“What was the point to me carrying you to bed?”
I smirk and step up beside him at my bathroom sink, opening a drawer and handing him a new toothbrush. “It was very sweet and very chivalrous. But if we’re having a sleepover, I don’t want to poison you with salsa breath.”
I bump his hip with mine to break his stare, and he turns forward with a grunt. We go through the motions of brushing our teeth, then he steps out to give me privacy, and then I do the same. While he’s in there, I quickly change into a very basic pair of pajama shorts and a T-shirt.
The bathroom door opens and Dan steps out, his gaze immediately traveling up and down my body where I stand at the side of the bed.
“That’s my shirt.”
I glance down and realize it’s the one he gave me that night he took me home from the bar. I toy with the hem and look at him. “Yeah. You want it back?”
His head moves slowly side to side. “Keep it. Looks better on you.”
My thighs clench together as another wave of pure want crashes over me. I don’t know how much longer I can resist this sweet man.
He clears his throat and moves to the other side. “Are you okay with me taking off my jeans?”
I nod silently.
Hell yeah, I’m okay with that. I’m more than okay. I’m flustered, hot all over, and suddenly wishing I had a bigger bed.
No, a smaller one.
Gah.Maybe this was a mistake. I’m not sure I trust my unconscious self to keep her hands off him.
Especially once he peels off his shirt and tugs his jeans down, leaving him in nothing but a navy blue pair of boxers with…
“Are those wiener dogs?” I blurt out with a giggle. Dan glances down, then back up, shrugging his shoulders with an impish smirk.
“I like wieners.”
An indelicate snort escapes me. “Okay, then.”
Dan peels back the blanket and slides into my bed, folding his arms behind his head. He looks over at me, catching me staring at his delicious upper body currently on display.
To my surprise, his cheeks darken with a blush. I quickly look away and climb into bed, turning off the lamp.
The only light coming in is from the street outside. But despite the dark, I canfeelhim close to me. Knowing there’s barely any space and even less clothing separating us has me on edge, but in a good way.
“I’ve never shared a bed with anyone,” he says quietly, and I turn onto my side, propping my head on my hand.
“As long as you don’t snore, we’ll be fine,” I say with a smile. Dan snorts, rolling onto his side to face me.
“I do not snore.”
“How would you know if you’ve never slept with anyone?” I quip, earning a scowl.
“I’ve shared hotel rooms with teammates and no one has ever complained.”
I can’t help but smile at his haughty tone. “Good. Well, g’night.” I flip over before I do something stupid like kiss his handsome, all too tempting face.
To my surprise, I manage to fall asleep fairly quickly. The next thing I’m aware of is waking up while it’s still dark out, a heavy weight draped over me. Blearily, I blink my eyes open, and it still takes a second to realize what’s going on.
