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Her eyes widen. “What? N-no.”
I can see her brain going through the motions.
“I-is that what that was?” Her voice is barely above a whisper as she stutters her question. It’s as if she’s trying to make sure no one hears her, but it’s only us in this room.
Tucking her mess of hair behind her ear, I caress her cheek. “Yeah, baby, that was an orgasm, and it was fucking incredible watching your body come apart on me like that.”
She ducks her head again. “Oh my gosh.” The words come out muffled by my chest.
There’s a loud knock at my door before someone bursts inside. “Rise and shine, my dear best—” Emree cuts off when she sees Blaire and me in a very…intimate position.
“Oh no,” she says, slapping her hands over her eyes. “I saw nothing. Nothing at all. Continue. I mean, not continue.” She backs up, bumping into the doorframe. “Ouch. Okay, I’m just leaving. Blaire, I-I’ll see you downstairs.” With that parting, she shuts the door.
“That wasn’t embarrassing,” Blaire says sarcastically.
I chuckle, running my hands under her shirt and up her back. “Guessing in my sleep state last night I didn’t lock the door either.” Blaire shivers under my touch. “You cold?”
She shakes her head. Leaning her forehead against mine, she says, “I think we should probably go downstairs.”
Groaning, I know she’s right, but it’s not what I want to do. What I want nothing more is to stay here and watch her come apart again. “Yeah. I’ll make you some breakfast before you leave. You said you work this afternoon, right?”
“Yeah, at four.”
Lifting her off me, I scoot to the end of the bed, trying to hide my half-mast erection from her. “Come on. I’m going to change real quick and we can head downstairs. I need to put our clothes in the dryer anyway.”
“Change?” she asks.
Looking over at her with her legs curled into her chest and her arms wrapped around herself, I can’t help but notice how tiny she looks in my bed. “Yeah, baby, you aren’t the only one who got off on that hot session we had.” With a wink, I grab some shorts and a T-shirt from my drawer, then head to the bathroom.
After changing and using the bathroom, I wash my hands and meet Blaire outside of my bedroom. She looks cute as fuck in my shorts and T-shirt with her hair now up in one of those messy buns girls wear around campus. Her face is naked of any makeup, not that she wears much anyway, and her eyes seem a brighter gray without it.
Grabbing her hand, she smiles up at me and I’m glad she isn’t hiding like she was earlier. Her getting off on me was hot as hell, but I could tell she was embarrassed. I want her to be comfortable around me, in and out of the bedroom, and having her wrap her arm around mine and lean into me like she is now makes me happy she isn’t backing away from me.
Conrad, Mateo, Jules, Levi, and Emree are already in the kitchen. The girls are setting out bacon on a sheet pan while Conrad fixes two cups of coffee and Mateo is cracking eggs into a pan on the stove.
“Good morning, you sexy things,” Emree says with a knowing smile on her face.
Tucking Blaire into my side, I kiss the top of her head before she goes off to help Emree and Jules with the bacon. Emree giggles and whispers something to Blaire, and she shushes her best friend.
Conrad hands me an empty coffee cup and I proceed to fill it with just enough room to leave a splash of creamer. “Noticed you weren’t on the couch this morning,” he states while stirring in his spoonfuls of sugar.
Smiling, I grab my mug and lean against the counter. “Must’ve sleepwalked into my room last night, but you won’t hear me complaining about waking up next to the most beautiful woman.”
He eyes me suspiciously. “I’ve never heard you talk like this, man. What is it about her?” Conrad has never been in a serious relationship and grew up with two parents who taught him everything about what a toxic couple is. While my last relationship was in high school, my mom taught me when you find a woman worth it, you treat her right or you’ll lose her.
“Everything, man,” I tell him honestly. “She’s the sweetest, sexiest, smartest woman I’ve ever met. And the damn thing is, she has no idea how incredibly stunning she is or what she does to me.”
He looks over at Blaire, who is carelessly laughing with her friends, and studies her. His eyes shift between Blaire and Emree, and I wonder what he’s thinking. “Yeah, man. I wish it could be that easy.” Grabbing his mug, he walks over to the bar and slumps down on one of the stools.
We all settle into our tasks. Me toasting and buttering the bread, Blaire, Emree, and Jules chopping fruit, Mateo scrambling the eggs, Levi getting some drinks out, and Conrad supervising, I guess. After some bitching from Mateo and me, Conrad sets the table with some paper plates and utensils before we bring the food over.
As we sit around the table eating, Maddox stumbles into the kitchen, bypassing all of us and heading for the fridge. Conversation stalls as we all watch him throw open the door, reach in, and grab the carton of orange juice, then take large gulps straight from it.
Levi clears his throat and Maddox brings his attention to us. He looks like hell. There’s some dried vomit on the side of his face, his long hair is sticking up in every which direction, and his eyes are bloodshot.
“Fuck, nobody came to get me off the bathroom floor for some food.” He comes over and grabs a handful of bacon, leaning onto Jules in the process.
Mateo jumps up, shoving him off her. “What the hell, dude, get off of her.”
