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“You said you won’t be sleeping naked,” I reminded him.
Jesse looked down at his body and back up at me. “I’m not naked.”
Okay, so he might not have beencompletelynaked, but he was a gorgeous man with a beautiful body, and he’d just entered his bedroom wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants. That was almost worse than him being completely nude.
“You’re wearing those,” I said, pointing to his pants. I paused a moment for dramatic effect before lifting my finger toward his bare chest—one that was so unbelievably defined and lickable. And his abs? Who knew a person could have so many? I wasn’t even going to talk about his shoulders and arms, because the truth was that looking at him had me wondering if he was actually a professional bodybuilder who moonlighted as a bodyguard in his spare time when he wasn’t working on his physique. “And you have nothing on up there.”
He shook his head at me before moving toward the bed. “I’m wearing more than I’d have on at the beach, Sawyer.”
He had a point.
Still.
Didn’t he know what grey sweatpants did to a girl? I was half tempted to tell him to go put on his swimsuit. At least I might have had a fighting chance then.
Jesse made it to the bed, ignoring the disbelief, frustration, and longing written all over my face. He pulled back the blankets and said, “Climb in.”
“Uh, I’m not… this isn’t your usual side, is it?” I asked.
He shook his head. “You’re fine.”
“I can go on the other side,” I offered, really not wanting to inconvenience him or take his favorite side of the bed.
“Get in the bed, Sawyer,” he ordered.
Without further delay, I climbed in, slid my body down, and hiked the covers up until they were just under my chin. I was on my back, staring up at the ceiling, and I didn’t dare to watch as Jesse slid in beside me.
That didn’t mean I couldn’t feel his movements or when they suddenly stopped. I could feel his stare on me, so I had no choice but to look in his direction.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Are you okay?” he retorted.
I nodded, my fingers clutching the top edge of the blanket.
“So, do you always fall asleep like that? Like you’re terrified of the monster under the bed?”
If my senses weren’t being completely consumed by the clean and masculine scent of him so close to me, I might have been able to come up with a witty reply. I might have even told him that he was the one I was afraid of.
Instead, my voice just a touch over a whisper, I explained, “This is just strange. I don’t know. Doesn’t it feel awkward to you?”
Concern washed over his expression. He stared at me a moment before he shook his head and answered, “No. Or, it didn’t. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable here.”
The sound of his voice indicated he was really concerned about my mindset. I didn’t want to make him feel that way, but I couldn’t control how attracted I was to him. If I didn’t do what I was doing, so that I wouldn’t pounce on him, I’d have done a lot more to embarrass myself. “I’ll be fine,” I assured him. “By tomorrow, I’m sure I won’t even think twice about it.”
The tension eased on his face, and his features softened. “I promise you’re safe with me,” he said. “I’m not going to touch you, okay?”
Well, there went the fantasy.
I realized he was just trying to reassure me, but I couldn’t deny how badly I wanted him to touch me. Of course, I wasn’t going to tell him that.
“Okay.”
He held my gaze for a few more seconds before he said, “Goodnight, Sawyer.”
“Goodnight, Jesse.”
A moment later, the light was out.
