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She sighed, her body relaxing at my touch.
We played like that for hours. She kicked my ass most times but to be fair, I hadn’t played a video game in years.
Eventually, Ainsley started yawning. I realized then that it was pushing almost four in the morning. I turned off the game and went to pick her up from the couch when she jumped away from me.
“I’m just going to put you to bed. Did you want to walk instead?” I asked her gently.
She nodded, chewing her bottom lip.
Holding out my hand, I waited. This was all her. I made my first move by kissing her. It was her turn to make the second by giving me even a small sliver of her trust.
She tentatively placed her hand in mine, letting me help her to her feet. I kissed the back of her knuckles.
“I just wanted to thank you for tonight, pet,” I murmured.
Ainsley pulled her hand from mine and cupped my cheek.Thank you.
When she disappeared down the hall, the sound of her door shutting a moment later made me release a breath I didn’t realize I had been holding this whole time.
I had a lot of work cut out for me when it came to earning her trust but it was something I strived for.
I was going to head home but after having a couple glasses of wine, I decided to stay and sleep on her couch. I didn’t want to overstay my welcome, but I also wanted to be safe.
Quietly closing the door behind me, I made my way back out to the living room.
Turning off the light, I laid on the couch, sent Ainsley a text that I was still there so she wouldn’t be startled in the morning. I also texted Sammy, letting him know that I wasn’t coming home. Like usual, he was still up and made some remark about me finally getting laid. I only rolled my eyes and didn’t respond.
I made a mental note to talk to him about the way he had been looking at her the first time we met. It didn’t make sense, but I couldn’t dwell on it. Tonight, had been the best night I’d ever had with a woman. Especially one I hadn’t slept with. As much as I wanted her, I meant what I said when I told her I wouldn’t pressure her.
This was Ainsley’s show. She was in control.
Whenever she gave the go-ahead, I would be there.
Ready and willing and I would show her that not all men are monsters.
Cyrus
“Sammy! Sammy! Whereareyou? Cyrus, where’s your brother?”
I shot upright, a cold sweat coating my skin at the recurring nightmare I had since I was a kid. “Fucking hell.” I rubbed the back of my neck, blowing out slow even breaths.
Trying to ease the anxiety resting on my shoulders, I checked the time on my phone. It was only seven in the morning. Longer than I usually slept. But the fact that I actually slept, said something.
Glancing around me, I frowned when I realized I wasn’t in my bedroom. Memories from the night before came rushing back.
I had gone to Ainsley’s place and spent the night after having some wine. Giving myself a shake, I laid back down.
My phone suddenly rang, startling me.
Sammy’s name flashed across the small screen, my stomach twisting, knowing exactly why my brother was calling me.
“You have a nightmare too?” I asked, my voice still rough from sleep. They say that twins have a different connection that went deeper than just being siblings. I would have to say that I agreed. Whenever we had a nightmare, one of us called the other. We just knew when the other was hurting. It went past just being empathetic. We were a part of each other. Literally.
“Yeah.” He inhaled, paused, and let out a slow breath. “Same dream as usual?”
“Yup.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “I thought you were going to try and quit.”
“I hardly drink. I don’t drink coffee. This is my only vice. Lay off, brother.”
