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“Maybe means maybe, Coop,” Adam says, his voice scratchy.
He leans against the wall, his arms hung at his sides. I swallow hard, and my eyes trail the length of his body of their own accord. His chest is bare, leaving all of the sweat-slicked, tight muscles completely exposed. My gaze snags on the trail of dark hair leading from between his top two abdominal muscles, down the other five rows, and below the elastic band of the briefs and tight pajama pants hugging his hips and thighs.
My mouth dries up when I flick my eyes lower and find a more than impressive-sized bulge between his legs. I’m pretty sure it’s getting bigger the longer I stare at it—
“Scarlett.”
I sputter a cough and look up, finding two dark brown eyes burning into me. His nose and cheeks are red. “You should be in bed,” I mumble.
“Take me to bed, then.” He says it like a dare. Like he doesn’t think I will.
Clearly, he has no idea just how bad I want to do exactly that.
“Please help him,” Cooper pleads, touching my arm. “I have to go to school before I miss too much.”
I cautiously place my hand over his and say, “Yeah, I’ll help.”
His smile warms my chest. “Thank you.” Turning to his dad, he grimaces. “Stay in your room. I’ll see you after school.”
“Yes, Doctor,” Adam croaks.
Cooper heads for a room with a closed door before slipping inside and disappearing. A second later, another door slams shut.
“I didn’t know he was going to ask you to come here,” Adam says when silence envelops the house. His eyes are drifting shut when he presses his head to the wall.
I move quickly toward him, scared he’ll pass out right there and I’ll have to drag him to bed. “I figured. Come on, you shouldn’t be out of bed.”
He opens one eye to look at me when I reach his side and grab his forearm. Despite being sick and sweaty, he still smells good. A realization that makes my mind wander to a place it really shouldn’t right now.
I heave his arm over my right shoulder and brace myself when he leans some of his weight on me. “You’ll have to tell me where to go.”
“Down the hallway, last door on the left,” he whispers.
Nodding, I take slow steps down the hall, making sure not to jostle him around too much without knowing the state of his stomach.
There are multiple picture frames and awards hung on the wall. Cooper’s school pictures fill most of the frames, but there are a couple with familiar faces. We pass one of Cooper and Adam from what looks like years ago. Adam has a small Cooper on his shoulders, and there are large smiles on both their faces. Cooper’s tiny arms are in his dad’s hair, pulling it up like he’s using it as reins.
My heart swells.
“You’re a good dad,” I say.
His gaze penetrates my cheeks. “You think so?”
Risking a glance at him, I gasp when our faces are closer than I expected. His breath tickles my nose. The memory of our kiss has me looking at his mouth.
“Yeah, Adam. You’re pretty great.” I don’t know if I’m talking about his parenting or something else.
His fingers caress my shoulder, making me shiver. “You’re so beautiful. I don’t ever want to stop looking at you,” he whispers.
His words do something to me. They stroke a part of me that before Adam had been hidden for as long as I can remember. The same place he nearly touched when he kissed me in the bathroom yesterday, God, everything changed on that damn yacht.
“Then don’t stop looking at me.”
His lips twitch. “Okay. I won’t.”
“Come on. We need to get you back in bed, sicky.”
As if reminded that he’s sick, he nods, swaying slightly.
