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Without realizing what I was doing, my hand lifted and my index finger skimmed over the top of her left breast. She sucked in a shuddery breath and the tears seemed to dry up as she looked at me with glassy eyes. Fucking hell. I had no business touching her. She was drunk. Even thinking about the things my dick was aching to do with her right then was like taking advantage.
Clenching my hands into fists to keep from touching her again I sucked in a few deep breaths before unbuttoning my shirt. Shrugging out of it I quickly put it on Lucy and started to button it up, hiding her beautiful body from my hungry eyes. Once I had it buttoned to her neck I was able to breathe a little easier again.
“Okay, sweetness, let’s get those jeans off and then I’ll put you to bed. Okay?” I helped her stand because she was wobbly from being so drunk. With one hand holding her waist I reached for her zipper with my other.
If taking her shirt off had been a test of my willpower, it was nothing to taking off her jeans. Her panties matched her bra, but they were sheer and I could see everything.
Everything.
My dick pressed painfully into the zipper of my jeans and I had to adjust myself before I was permanently injured. A small giggle escaped Lucy as she watched me, her cheeks turning pink as she bit her lip. I found myself smiling back despite the pain I was in. “You still have the power to make me ache, sweetness.”
The pink in her cheeks deepened and she lowered her eyes to the fly of my jeans. “So I see.”
Drunk. She’s drunk. Don’t do something stupid.
Lucy swayed and I had to grab her waist with both hands to steady her, but I was too late. She fell against my chest. Instinctively her hands went out to protect herself, rubbed up my chest, and wrapped around my neck. This close I could feel every breath she took, could feel every inch of her skin plastered to my own.
Drunk, I reminded myself again. She’s drunk.
It took every single ounce of willpower I possessed to turn her around and help her rinse her mouth out. While she used the mouthwash, I combed my fingers through her thick curls, telling myself it was so she wouldn’t wake up with a bunch of tangles the next morning, but honestly only wanting a reason to keep touching her.
It had been too fucking long since I’d gotten to touch her this freely and I was starving to feel her skin under my fingers. For tonight I could pretend that nothing had changed and that I had every right to call her mine.
Lucy bent her head to spit out the mouthwash and then slumped back against me. “I’m sleepy,” she muttered, her eyes already closing.
Pressing a kiss to her forehead, I lifted her into my arms and carried her into the bedroom. Kin could either sleep in the guest room or go back to Jace’s apartment. I wanted Lucy to be close to the bathroom in case she got sick again.
Laying her down on the bed, I carefully pulled the covers down and then over Lucy’s bare legs. She turned onto her side and snuggled into the pillows. I turned away, kicking off my shoes so I could sleep with her. There wasn’t anything that was going to keep me away from Lucy that night. A fucking tsunami could have been about to hit the beach and I wouldn’t have left that room.
“Don’t go,” Lucy called out, lifting her hand out for me to take.
I took it and pressed a kiss to her palm before putting it carefully back on the bed. “I’m not going anywhere, sweetness. Just let me get comfortable and I’ll hold you. Okay?”
A sad little smile lifted at her lips but she nodded. “Okay.”
Getting rid of my jeans, I pulled my undershirt off, leaving only my boxers on as I climbed in behind her and pulled her back against my front. I couldn’t hold back the groan that escaped me when she fit so perfectly against me like that. Her tight little ass shifted, nestling against my dick like it was made to do just that.
Pressing a kiss against the back of her head, I breathed in the familiar scents of her lotion and shampoo. “I love you, Lu.”
She let out a small sigh and I lifted my head to find her already asleep. Shaking my head, I lay back down and tightened my arms around her. “I love you so fucking much,” I whispered into her hair. “I’ll fix this. I’ll fix us, I swear.”
Chapter 7
Lucy
Bright morning light was shining right in my eyes. Groaning, because even with my eyes closed it felt like the light was a freaking laser beam trying to dissect my brain, I shifted away from the agony inducer. Arms that I hadn’t realized were wrapped around me tightened and pulled me into a hard, hot body.
Oh, shit.
Where the fuck was I and what the hell did I do last night?
Slowly, so as not to incur more pain than necessary, I first cracked one eye and then the other open just enough to see what—or rather who—I’d done the night before. As soon as I saw the dark stubble darkening his jaw I clenched my eyes shut again.
No. No. No.
It was a dream. That was all this was. A really bad, very painful dream.
I opened my eyes again, this time a little wider and saw that the image in front of me hadn’t changed. Harris let out a small sigh in his sleep as he shifted, pulling me up against him to the point that a sheet of paper couldn’t have slid between us. I lifted my hands, made sure my bracelet was still covering the ink on my left wrist and then pressed them against his chest.
