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“Sleep well, Micah.”
With him lying next to me?
There was no way in hell I was going to be able to sleep. I rolled over, trying my hardest to ignore the warmth that was radiating off him. Just as I was dozing off, a thought hit me: there were plenty of fucking blankets in the van.
Why had neither of us remembered that?
Chapter Eleven
Sax
Four days down.
It was Tuesday and we had just arrived at a motel in the heart of Bendook. Things were going well, but after three nights of sleeping in the van, everyone was beginning to get pretty crabby. Especially Micah. I’d forgotten how temperamental chicks could be. Everything became about them.
“Yo.”
I looked up and saw Harry standing in the doorway. I was lying down replying to a few emails, listening to some music, and enjoying the comfort of a real bed.
“Me and the guys are going to grab some food. You want anything?”
I shook my head. “No thanks, I’m good.”
“Suit yourself.” He turned around, hitting the top of the doorframe with the palms of his hands as he walked through it. I sat up and ran my hand through my hair.
Throwing my laptop back on the bed, I walked out into the living area and picked up my guitar, sitting down and beginning to strum.
Time alone was something I’d missed the last couple of days.
“Knock, knock.”
I looked up and saw Micah leaning against the doorframe. She looked sexy in her fitted jeans and tight red tank with the word ‘rockstar’ splashed across the front in bold, dark letters.
“Hey. Come on in,” I said, lowering my guitar to the floor.
“Don’t stop on my account. I could listen to you sing all day.”
I smiled as she blushed.
“God, I sound like some kind of freaky stalker. I promise I don’t stand outside your window watching you get changed.”
I raised my eyebrows. That wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. She reached over and wacked me. I rubbed my arm and stared at her in disbelief. What had that been for?
“You were thinking dirty thoughts,” she accused. She had me there.
“How would you know? Unless you were thinking them too,” I smirked. She blushed and I laughed. “Sit down.” I gestured to the vacant seat next to me. “You didn’t go out for dinner with the guys?” I added as she sank down into the seat with a sigh.
“No.” She smiled and looked down, digging at her fingernails intently. “This will sound weird, but I still feel like the new guy. I mean, Harry is friendly, but the others? I don’t even think we’ve had a single conversation. I feel much more comfortable around you.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat. Why did hearing her say that make my heart pound?
“That’s fair enough I guess,” I replied. “We’ve gotten to know each other a little better.”
She looked up and met my gaze. I watched her lips tug into a smile.
“It’s not even that. I’m not the most approachable person. I have this habit of guarding myself pretty closely. But I feel like I’ve known you forever. I can’t help but laugh at your stupid jokes.”
“That’s because they’re comedy gold,” I said, winking at her. “My talent is wasted on most people. You’re one of the few people that appreciates my gift.”
