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What if she wakes up tomorrow and she’s pissed to be in bed with you?
My thoughts are interrupted by Skyler’s fresh face moving through my bedroom in nothing more than her panties and a strapless bra. I cough, trying to hide the groan that is sitting in the back of my throat. I shift away from her so that I can inconspicuously readjust my dick, and Skyler bounces on the bed.
“It’s been a while since I washed my face with just plain soap and water. I used some of your mouthwash… I was going to use your toothbrush, but I don’t think we’re there yet,” she rambles before laying back on my bed and snuggling underneath my covers. “It’s cold in here.”
“I got you a pair of sweatpants.”
She shakes her head and lets her eyes flutter closed as a yawn leaves her lips. “Come snuggle me, that will warm me up.”
“Skyler…” I warn.
“Just to keep me warm.”
“I’m onto you, Skyler,” I tell her.
“Mmm, not yet.” She giggles, but her eyes are still closed. She submerges her face in my pillows and pulls the blankets up to her neck. “Thank you for coming to get me, Aidan,” she whispers.
“You’re welcome, Skyler. Hey, what time is your first class tomorrow morning?” I don’t want her missing class because she’s laid up in her professor’s bed, hungover. And I can’t be here next to her, cuddling her.
“Ummm ten?” I can tell sleep is going to find her any second so I turn the light out, sheathing the room in darkness.
I press a kiss to her forehead followed by her cheek before I go into the bathroom to do a few things.
Mainly jack off.
I wake up the next morning to the roar of the pounding in my temples. I put a hand over my forehead and groan. I’m surprised to hear a chuckle close by. I move my hand and have to blink a few times in order to convince my brain that they aren’t playing tricks on me. Aidan is sitting next to me, shirtless, holding a cup of coffee in his hands. “Good morning, princess.”
“What the…what time is it?”
“A little after seven.”
I groan at the early hour. “What the fuck? I’m going back to sleep.” If my memory serves me correctly, I don’t have class until ten, which means I don’t need to be fully functioning until nine at the earliest.
“I made you some coffee.”
“And that’s all well and good, but I’m still going back to sleep.”
“You sure?” he asks and I open one eye. I will admit that he is just as gorgeous as I remember without a shirt. The bed creaks. I see him get up and walk around the bed to my side where he sits next to me, and only then do I realize he is completely naked.
“Fuck.” I let out a breath and sit up slightly, holding my hands out for him to hand me the cup. “Did we? We didn’t last night, right?”
“We didn’t.”
I take a sip of my coffee and eye him warily. “Why?”
“Because you were pretty drunk. And I wasn’t sure you wanted to.”
“I wanted to.” The last of the alcohol still swirling around my brain is making me bold and I don’t care. I wanted him. I will always want him.
But this back and forth is getting exhausting. Honestly, he’s giving me whiplash.
“I don’t want to hurt you again, Skyler.”
“Then… don’t.” I know it isn’t that simple, but I’ve come to realize that I want a relationship with a man that is that simple. Maybe Aidan isn’t that man. Yet here I am anyway, laying my cards on the table.
I had prepared to let a man into my bed, but I’m shocked at how quick I’ve let someone into my heart again. The past two days I had been all out of sorts over a man that is supposed to be a quick fuck to clear out the cobwebs, as Peyton so eloquently put it. Somewhere between getting in and getting out, I got stuck. The wounds from my prior relationship haven’t completely healed, and yet here I am opening myself up to a man that only has the power to hurt me.
Where is this even going?
