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I wasn’t sure I was brave enough to ask what that meant.
“I think we should curl up and watch a scary movie.”
I twisted my head to look at him. “What?”
“C’mon. We’re in the dark. In the middle of nowhere. It’s definitely time to watch a scary movie.”
“You’re insane.”
“I’ll protect you, Ruby.”
“Shut up. I’m more likely to protect you.”
“Okay. I’ll let you.” He inched us farther down on the mattress and rolled us over so he was the big spoon. He reached back for his bag and pulled out a beat-up iPad. “I have a few movies downloaded on here. Let’s see what we find.”
When I tried to pull away, he flattened his hand over my middle. “Relax. You’re as skittish as a feral cat.”
I elbowed him. “I like space.”
“Yeah, well, you need a good—”
“If you say fucking, I’m going to belt you one.”
He laughed and tucked my braid out of the way. “I was going to say a good cuddle, you perv.” His hand slid under the tail of the dress-slash-shirt I was still wearing. But instead of aiming between my legs, or even toward my boobs, he just rested his hand over my belly. “Haven’t you ever spooned and watched a movie?”
“No.”
“Then we need to change that.” He settled behind me, twisting my ass to fit against the curve of his very hard stomach and boxers-clad dick.
Which was getting a little happy.
“Uh-huh. Cuddle. Right.”
“That’s just a reaction to your perfect ass. I am not a slave
to my dick, Ruby. No matter what the people of the Cove like to say.”
“I didn’t—”
He curled his arm under his head, creating a pillow for me. “Believe me when I tell you I could easily slip inside you right now and rock this truck until sunrise.” Absently, he brushed his thumb against my ribs before slipping away to set up our mini-theater.
I couldn’t say I was opposed to that idea.
He propped the iPad on the side of the truck bed, then opened his movie app and flicked through a startling number of movies and shows. I couldn’t even catch up, but he seemed to know just where to go.
“Do I get a say?”
“Sure. Do you like Rob Zombie-level gore?”
“God, no.”
“Good. Me neither. Now a good jump scare is classic. But I was thinking of another kind of classic.”
“Like what? Halloween?” I glanced out into the darkness just beyond the torches. Not sure I’d get any sleep with that in my brain.
“Nah.” He pushed play and the old 20th Century Fox logo came up, including trumpets. Then the black faded revealing Donald Sutherland in some medieval get-up handing a blond whose name I couldn’t remember a stake.
A giggle tumbled out of me. “Are you for real?”
