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I didn’t bother responding because what would I say?Thanks, go ahead and take a big whiff.I stepped up to the bed with one hand gripping her butt so I didn’t drop her—don’t think about it—and I pulled back the covers with the other hand.
Her head popped up. “What is it?”
“Uh—what is what?” I asked, pleased my voice didn’t betray the effect she was having on me.
“Your smell.” She pressed her nose under my ear and breathed deep. She was huffing me. She was huffing me and I was doing my best to talk down my cock that very much liked where this was going. No. Nope. No way.
“I can’t put my finger on it,” she continued, her voice muffled. It was a challenge to ignore the graze of her lips as she spoke. I deserved a mother-fucking medal for this self control.
“Are you done, perv?” Seeing as she was now awake, I had no problem throwing her onto the bed—which would have been a lot easier had her legs not been locked tight around my waist.
“Ha! Nice try!” she howled, tightening her arms around my neck for good measure.
“It’s time for bed, Chase.”
“It is,” she agreed with a yawn and fell backwards onto the rumpled covers. I was relieved and disappointed all at once.
“I’ll bring up some water and painkillers, something tells me you’re gonna need them in the morning.”
“Thanks, friend, you’re the best.” She paused, yawning again. “Do you have something I can wear to bed? This thing has comfort limitations.”
I found my undershirt from earlier on the chair in the corner and tossed it to her. She pulled it on and started shimmying as she rid herself of the costume underneath.
“I’ll go grab that water.”
“K.”
I lingered in the kitchen until I was confident she’d be asleep because Drunk Chase was giving me way too many ideas. And Sober Chase would not want me following them. Was I an idiot for wanting to pursue something with her? Was I an idiot for not doing anything about it until now? All I knew was that I wanted to go back upstairs and crawl into bed beside her, not sleep on the fucking couch.
Edging into the room I strained to hear sounds of her slow, even breathing. It would have been fine if I didn’t stand by the bed a second longer than I should have, looking at her midnight hair fanned out across the pillow. But that was exactly what I did. I stood there a moment too long and she rolled over and caught my hand.
“You’re my best friend.” Her voice was little more than a whisper, but I heard it loud and clear.Friend.
“Yep, and you’re mine.”
“Where are you sleeping?”
“Couch.”
“Don’t do that.”
“Why not?” I asked even though I knew I shouldn’t. I should just leave. Right now. She mumbled something I didn’t catch. “What?”
“Just don’t, you won’t sleep well.” She scooted backwards, dropping my hand in the process and held the covers up. I caught a glimpse of bare legs. This was a bad idea. I should go, right now.
“Go to sleep, Chase, I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Just get in, Mack.” It was a growly command and I was grateful she couldn’t see my smile in the low light.
With a resigned, and somewhat pained, sigh I peeled off my tutu and waistcoat and slid under the covers. Even without touching her, Chase’s warmth swallowed me whole, wrapped around me to the point of suffocation.
I would have slept better on the couch.
5
CHASE
Warm.So warm.
