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Everly
Gosh. Something smelled good. Had Indie turned on the coffee machine already? Wanting to stay in bed for a few more minutes, I tugged my blankets around me tighter, clinging to the fleeing remnants of last night’s dream. I’d imagined Wyatt and me dancing at the restaurant, before his mouth found mine. Each brush of his lips was like a match, setting my skin on fire. And just when I didn’t think I could take it anymore, Wyatt whispered in my ear, his hot breath searing my skin as he told me how he loved me and always had.
“Um, Everly?”
Yes. I loved the sound of his voice. Low and growly. Warm like sunlight and spicy like cinnamon. I gripped my pillow tighter and slid my hand under the covers, imagining that I was reaching under his shirt, tracing each deliciously defined ab muscle with my fingertips.
“Everly?”
Wait one second.I shifted my body, and someone groaned. Not a dream groan, an actual one. I jolted upright, and to my horror, a very real Wyatt lay sprawled beneath me on the couch. “Morning, Ev.” He eyed my hand, currently splayed across his sculpted abs.
I yanked my hand from his shirt.Oh, apple cider donuts!This was bad. Really bad. What happened yesterday night? The last thing I remembered was us sitting on the couch, about to watchHocus Pocus. Judging by the bright light outside, I’d fallen asleep beside him.
Or on top of him, to be more precise.
My face heated as I recalled all the things I’d dreamed of us doing. “Good morning.” I lowered my gaze, unable to look him in the eye. How could I have that dream about Wyatt, of all people? We were just friends, and he had feelings for someone else, for goodness’ sake.
Wyatt ran a languid thumb up and down my arm, causing a tingle to run all the way to my toes. “Did you sleep well?”
“I’ll bet she did.”
I whipped my head around to see Indie sitting at the dining room table, eating a bagel.
“How long have you been sitting there?” I hissed.
She calmly spread her cream cheese, like it was no big deal finding her two best friends sleeping together on the couch. “Long enough to know that you two looked awful cuddly there.”
Wyatt sat up and ran his fingers through his hair, which did crazy things to my stomach. “I should go.” He stood, and I tried not to stare at his butt. Because, hello, friends didn’t check each other out.
Who was I kidding? I snuck a peek anyway because, after last night’s dream, I had to.
Just as expected. Desire pooled in my belly. It was a very fine specimen.
“Bye, Wyatt!” Indie fluttered her fingers in the air. “Let’s arrange another awkward sleepover sometime soon.”
Seriously?I shot her a stern look.
Acting as if she hadn’t seen me, she continued waving. “Have a great day! Ev and I have tons to do to get ready for tonight’s speed dating event.”
Sheesh. Judging by her over-exuberant tone, Indie was having way too much with this.
I got to my feet. “Thanks for hanging out yesterday,” I mumbled.
“You mean for giving you the best date of your life?”
Wyatt’s cocky smile did more than make butterflies flutter in my stomach; it made them disco.
Eep.
“Bye, Everly.” He leaned in, and before I knew what was happening, he’d wrapped his arms around my shoulders. Taken by surprise, I stiffened at first but then wound my arms around his waist and snuggled into his chest. Man, he smelled even better in the mornings.
“Have a great day,” he murmured before giving me a lingering kiss on my head. “Don’t scare away all the guys tonight.”
Did Wyatt just kiss me? Yes! Yes! Yes!
Every cell in my body simultaneously sighed in happiness. But the euphoria soon faded once he let go, leaving me equal parts elated and torn. A part of me wanted to warn him that the girl he hoped to date wouldn’t appreciate our sleepover or that display of affection, while another, louder, part wanted to yank him closer and kiss him so hard that he forgot all about his mystery girl.
Pick me. Choose me. Love me.
