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I nodded. “And you’re welcome, by the way. She would’ve dipped your hand in warm water if I hadn’t stopped her.”
With a chuckle, he nodded gratefully. “My hero.”
“I am,” I agreed.
My fingers slowed their progress in his locks, delighting in how silky soft they were. I’d been so right about them; his hair would be perfect for clutching while he was thrusting inside me.
“What?” he asked, noticing the change in my demeanor.
I shook my head, not sure how to voice what I was feeling. “Do things just feel…different to you this morning?”
“Um…” An uneasy expression crossed his face, and he shifted under me.
I didn’t realize he had an erection until he tried to move it away.
With a laugh, I cupped his face in both my hands. “Oh no, baby, I’m sorry. That’s not what I was talking about.” Unable to quell my amusement, I buried my face in his neck. “Oh my God, you’re so freaking cute.” I nudged my hip intentionally against his engorged dick. “Because that’s not different at all; it’s actually pretty typical of you every morning.”
“O-oh,” he said, his pale eyes a little darker blue than usual. Color stained the tops of his cheeks. “Sorry.”
I drifted my fingers across the blush. “No, you’re totally fine. I actually meant… Well, I’m not sure…” I played with his hair as I tried to explain myself. “It feels like last night was an awakening. Or something. I can’t seem to describe it exactly how I want to, but I not only got to learn more about you and who you are, but I think…” Pausing to deliberate what I was going to say, I nodded, coming to a conclusion. “Yeah. I think I rediscovered who I was too, or at least who I want to be. And I liked it.”
His expression revealed just how charmed he was by my words. Lips parting, eyes filling with adoration, he whispered, “Really?”
Cupping his cheek in my hand, I nodded. “Yeah. Really.”
“Good.” Reaching up, he gently caught a piece of my hair. “I liked who we both were last night too.”
“And I liked how we were together,” I went on. “We just seemed…easier, like I have this feeling I could tell you anything, and you wouldn’t reject me.”
His fingers paused just as they began to move deeper into my hair, then his gaze caught mine. “I think you’d have to say something pretty atrocious to get me to reject you.”
Leaning in until our faces were barely an inch apart, I said, “Did you know last night was legit the first time I ever heard you laugh?” I moved my lips right next to his ear. “You have an awesome laugh, Wickham Webster.”
Sucking in a breath, he shuddered under me. “Okay, that’s not helping my morning wood die down any.”
I grinned, pulling my face back just enough to be able to gaze into his eyes again. “Why does it need to die? I certainly don’t mind it.” Still looking at him, I intentionally pressed my hips harder against him. “In fact, I like it. It makes me feel...desirable.”
His eyes widened. “You… Jesus, Haven. Of course you’re—”
When I trailed a single finger down from his hairline and along his jaw toward the side of his throat, he cut off his words to gulp noisily. Gaze moving toward the opening of the living room, he rasped, “Holy shit. What if one of my sisters walks in?”
“Then… We pretend to be asleep?” I suggested.
“Are we still sleep?” he asked, barely touching my cheek with a reverence that took my breath. “I’m beginning to wonder.”
“Yes,” I said, going with it. “We’re still dead asleep. None of this is real. So tell me, my handsome dream man. What would you do right now in the depths of your deepest fantasies?”
His gaze immediately fell to my mouth.
“Me too.” I shifted closer, loving the way he thought.
He strained his face forward to meet my mouth.
Just before our lips met, however, Charlie’s voice yelled, “Wick! Haven! Get up, sleepyheads. It’s time for breakfast.”
Instantly, Wick and I both slammed our eyes closed, and I dropped my cheek to his chest, faking sleep. But as soon as I heard his sister enter the room, I began to giggle, unable to hold the pretense.
Wick wasn’t far behind, laughing about as soon as I started. I don’t know why such childish silliness gripped us, but it felt refreshingly liberating. And so I laughed harder, even as I opened my eyes to glance up at his sister.
