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That makes him stop and look up at me. “Well, ultimately, I want you to be comfortable, but if I had my way, I’d tell you only to ditch the t-shirts when it’s just us. I don’t know that I want anyone else to see the goods. And by ditching the t-shirts, I mean completely ditch them. You should just walk around naked all the time.”
I let out a soft giggle. “If I have to be naked, you do too.”
“Deal.”
He goes back to giving more attention to my tits, and I say, “You know we are never going to get anything done if we can’t keep our hands off each other?”
As he climbs back on top of me, he whispers, “And what exactly is wrong with that, Sunshine?”
Chapter Twenty-one
Shane
Is this real? Can any of this actually be real? I’m lying here in bed with the girl of my dreams. Her head rests on my chest, and I can smell the sweet, fruity smell of her hair.
It’s piled on top of her head, so I play with some of the wild strands falling everywhere.
There’s an easy silence between us until I hear her stomach make a loud growling noise.
“Sorry,” she apologizes with a giggle.
“No need to apologize.” I kiss the top of her head. “Just tells me it’s time to feed you. What do you want to eat?”
“Hmm. I’m not sure what all is even in there. Momma tries to keep the fridge stocked, but usually, I just snack.”
“Let me go see what I can find,” I offer.
The moment she sits up and leaves her comfortable spot on my chest, I immediately feel a sense of emptiness.
She gives me a tiny pout as I pull my boxers back on. Leaning down to kiss her, I say, “Don’t worry. They won’t stay on for long.”
Heading off to the kitchen, I browse through the fridge and find a frozen pizza in the freezer. I preheat the oven and wait for it while taking the pie out of the box and the plastic.
It isn’t long before I hear Jenna come hopping in. She’s in a baggy t-shirt and appears to have fixed her bun, although it’s still a little wild and crazy.
“What are you doing in here?” I ask. “Thought you’d be waiting for me naked in bed.”
“I got lonely.”
“Frozen pizza sound okay?”
“Sounds great.” She smiles. “One perk to not being on the volleyball team anymore is I don’t have to live on a diet of baked chicken and salads.”
The tone in her words tells me she’s trying to do whatever she can to find the silver lining in a pretty dismal situation.
Earlier, she told me that I was helping her to feel better about everything. And as grateful as I am to be helping in that battle, I know that having your life turned upside down isn’t something that can be dealt with overnight. It’ll be a process, and I can only hope she’ll let me be with her while she goes through it.
I lean across the breakfast bar, so my face is close to hers. “I’m sure that in time, you’ll find some other good things that come out of this whole situation.”
She gives me a cute grin. “Yeah, maybe I’m coming around to a few.”
Her teeth sink into her bottom lip as she looks at me with a glint of naughtiness. My dick is screaming at me, telling me to forget about the food and climb in between those long legs of hers again. It starts to grow hard thinking about burying itself inside her warm, wet pussy that fits me like a glove.
But we both need some sustenance before we go for another round—or rounds—if I have my way.
“Damn, I hope this pizza hurries up,” I say under my breath, still locked in her gaze.
Her lips press together as though she’s trying to stifle a smile. Leaning in closer, she whispers, “It might help if you put the pizza in the oven.”
