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Chapter Six
“Where do we sit?” Ilook around the tiny camper, for some reason remembering it being so much bigger than it actually is.
It’s a pop out camper, and while Thad keeps it very tidy, it’s certainly nothing fancy. There are two beds on each end of the camper and a tiny kitchen/eating space in the center with a built in bench and a small strip of counter space on the opposite side. There isn’t even a bathroom–which I guess isn’t an issue considering it’s only a few yards behind the main house.
It’s clear that Thad uses the right side of the camper for storage. The bed on that side is stacked with boxes, books, and random items. The left bed is neatly made with a variety of pillows and a big navy comforter on top. There’s a small box television sitting on the countertop in the eating area, angled in the direction of the bed.
“You’re looking at it,” he answers, gesturing toward the bed.
“You expect me to lay in there with you?” I question, my voice thankfully not showing the nerves that suddenly flutter through me.
“You got a better idea?” he asks, looking around.
“How will I see the T.V?” I point to the ancient box that can’t have larger than a twenty inch screen.
“I think you’ll manage, princess. Do you want me to watch this movie or not?”
“Obviously. I’m here, aren’t I?” I prop a hand on my hip, choosing to ignore the princess comment.
“Then stop bitching and get your ass in bed.” His lip twitches when my eyes go wide.
“Fine.” I huff, shoving the DVD case into his hand before crawling into his bed on my hands and knees. “But if I hear one comment about getting me into your bed I swear to god I will throat punch your ass,” I warn, situating a couple pillows against the wall before turning and propping myself up against them.
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” He chuckles, popping open the movie case before sliding the DVD into the player. He waits until it loads before switching off the light and climbing into bed with me.
My entire body stiffens when he settles in next to me, so close our shoulders are touching. Granted, he doesn’t have a choice given how small the bed is, but something tells me he would have sat this close regardless. Or maybe that’s just wishful thinking. And my god does he smell good. I find myself taking a deep inhale through my nose, breathing him in.
“You good?” He adjusts next to me, his arm brushing mine as he lifts the remote and hits play.
“I’m good.” I keep my eyes forward, the tiny space suddenly feeling a lot smaller. “Now shut up and watch.”
“Yes, Princess.”
“And stop calling me princess,” I hiss.
“Yes, Princess,” he repeats, a low laugh bubbling in his chest when I throw him a dirty look.
“You’re pushing it, Thaddeus,” I warn.
“Now you’re the one that’s pushing it.” He nudges his shoulder against mine. “My name is Thad.”
“Just shut up and watch the movie,Thad,” I repeat, emphasizing his name with a roll of my eyes before turning my gaze forward. He laughs lightly in response before focusing on the television as the movie starts to play.
It takes me a good thirty minutes to settle in enough to really get into the movie and even then I don’t fully relax. I can’t. Thad pressing up next to me makes that task impossible.
I feel every move he makes, every shift, every unintentional brush of his hand against mine that I convince myself isn’t unintentional at all.
Everything about this man puts me on edge. He makes me feel like a teenager all over again. My palms are sweating, my heart beat erratic, the butterflies in my stomach make me feel seconds away from taking flight.
I can’t remember a time when a man has ever made me feel quite so unhinged without even touching me. Hell, I also can’t remember a time when I’ve laid in bed with a man and nothing physical happened. Probably because that’s never actually happened to me before. I mean sure, I’ve snuggled and watched television with guys before, but never have I made it this far into a movie withoutsomethinghappening.
By the middle of the movie, I find myself watching Thad out of the corner of my eye more than the actual movie. I can’t help it. He’s just so beautiful. And beautiful is not a word I would normally use to describe someone like Thad, but that’s the only word that seems fitting.
He really is beautiful. Especially his eyes. He has the kind of eyes that tell you everything and yet hold far too many secrets at the same time. Eyes that feel like they can see into your soul.
Eventually I end up shifting onto my side facing Thad. With one arm tucked under the pillow my head is on, propping me up enough that I can still see the television, the other stretches across Thad’s stomach like it’s the most natural move I could make even though I didn’t intend on making it.
The moment I realize what the hell I’ve done I start to withdraw, but when Thad’s hand settles over my forearm, keeping me in place, I stop.
Without looking at him, I relax into our new position, a ball of excitement pinging around inside of me like a pinball machine.
It’s so strange. I barely know him yet I feel like I’ve known him a lifetime. I’m oddly comfortable and yet unsettlingly uncomfortable around him at the same time. I feel relaxed and content lying in bed next to him, yet feel like I’m going to crawl out of my skin all in the same beat.
I’m not sure at what point I start to doze, only that one minute my eyes feel super heavy and the next they’re closed, the sound of Thad’s even breathing lulling me into a hypnotic like state. The feel of his stomach rising and falling beneath my arm the last thing I remember before everything fades away.
