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Ford swipes a hand through his hair, glancing at Sonny. “We’d prefer it if you stayed here. Besides,” he says, turning his back to me and walking to his wardrobe where he grabs a pair of clean black jogging pants and a grey t-shirt. “I’ve got clothes you can borrow for tonight, and we’d only come stay with you in Pink’s room, so you don’t have to leave…”
He lets that hang in the air as he passes me his clothes. “Feel free to use my shower. We’ll wait out here.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah. I wouldn’t say it if I wasn’t.”
“Thank you,both. For everything,” I whisper, then hold the clothes against my chest and head into the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later, clean and dressed in Ford’s clothes, I step into the bedroom. Ford is lying on his bed, his arms pulled up behind his head. His muscles bunched are up, the sinews in his forearm defined. My gaze follows the curve of his arm to the dark blonde of his underarm hair. He looks incredibly sexy lying there like that. Sonny has brought a duvet and pillows and is lying on the floor.
“That doesn’t look very comfortable,” I say.
“I nicked Pink’s duvet as well as my own. I’m good,” he grins.
“She’ll murder you for taking her duvet and covering it with your smell,” I smile, imagining Pink’s reaction in the morning.
“She’ll get over it.”
“Feeling better?” Ford mutters, watching our exchange carefully.
“I’m cleaner, though I don’t really feel better. Everything’s stiffening up already.” I stand awkwardly at the foot of the bed, trying to work out where I’m going to sleep.
“You can lie down on the bed, Asia,” Ford says, watching me carefully. Sonny makes a kind of weird rumbling noise and when I look at him, he’s scowling.
“Where will you sleep?”
“I’ll take the floor with Sonny.” He shrugs.
“Errr, no…” Sonny grinds out.
“That doesn’t seem very fair… I’ll just go to Pink’s room. It’ll be fine.” I frown, shifting uncomfortably on my feet.
Ford chews on his lip then looks at Sonny. He slides his legs off the bed, pulling the duvet and pillows with him. “Get up a sec,” he says to Sonny.
I watch as he adds that duvet to the others then arranges the pillows so that there are three in a row.Three in a row… Then proceeds to settle himself on the right, whilst Sonny takes the left, leaving the middle just for me apparently.
“Lie down, Asia. We won’t touch you, promise.” Ford twists on his side, making room for me. Feeling a kind of nervous fluttering in my chest, I lie down between them looking at the ceiling. After a beat, Ford begins to talk.
“I want to apologise for something…” his voice trails off and I feel him shift closer to me. Sonny seems to do the same.
Oh, my fuck.
Even though neither are touching me, I can feel the heat of their bodies along the length of mine. “Apologise for what?” I whisper.
“Touching you the way I did.”
“You did what?” Sonny snaps. I daren’t look at him. I daren’t look at either of them. Nope, I’m keeping my gaze fixed firmly on the ceiling and the little piece of paint peeling next to the light fixture. Ford heaves out a sigh as I stiffen with tenseness, not because I’m afraid that he’ll do the same thing again like he did back in the outhouse, but because I want him to.
“I liked the way you touched me.” The words are out before I can stop them.
Sonny sits up. “Shit, I’m gonna leave you both to it,” he says, hurt evident in his voice.
“No. Wait!” I say, grabbing his arm.
“I liked the way you kissed me too and I don’t know what to do about it. I don’t know what that means…” It’s barely a whisper, and I can’t look at him, but I know he’s heard because he lies back down, facing me this time. What am I supposed to do about these feelings I have for the both of them? Does it make me the skank Monk tells me I am because I like them both, want them both?Jesus.
Ford shifts beside me, propping his head on his arm so he can see me better. Out of the corner of my eye I can see him glance at Sonny.
