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“How do you know I don’t have them on?” My voice is way breathier than I want it to be.
“Because you keep wearing these little shorts-and-shirt sets and I’d bet big money you aren’t.”
A rush of heat travels through my body. My shorts aren’t fitted, so I know they can gape a bit. “Have you seen it?” I whisper, not sure how I want him to answer.
“What do you want me to say?” His voice is gravelly, and his eyelids look heavy now.
“Okay, rules board.” I stomp over to the dry-erase board. “I’m adding another one. No sweatpants without underwear or a shirt.”
“Why? I’m comfortable and this is my apartment too.” It’s the first time I’ve ever gotten pushback from him, and for some reason, it turns me on more.
“Because I can see the outline of your thingy.” I point with the red dry-erase marker toward his groin.
“My cock is not a thingy,” he says seriously.
I cover his mouth with my hand. “Don’t say that.” He bites my palm and I pry my hand off his mouth. “You bit me.”
“And I’ll bite you in other places I promise you’ll love. Stop acting all polite and proper.” He steps closer to me. “You’d love it if I ground against your core right now. I’d dry hump you so good you’d fall apart in my hands.”
I stare down between us. His dick is half-erect already. I lick my lips then clear my throat. “Do you have to say those things?”
He wraps an arm around my waist. “I told you I’d never ask you to do anything you weren’t ready for. If you say no, I’ll respect it. But I never said I’d make it easy on you.”
I turn in his arms, and he steps up to my back, the bulge in his sweatpants landing on my lower back. When he bends his knees, it pokes me in the ass. His finger runs up my leg but doesn’t pass the hem of my pajamas.
I swallow, trying to coat my suddenly dry throat.
“It’s on the rule board.” I point at where I added it.
He takes the marker from my hand and hovers over my head. “And you can’t wear these pajamas without panties. So we’re clear.” He leans down to my ear. “I’m only saying that as payback. I really have no problem with you going commando.” A shiver runs up my spine and he places his lips right under my ear. “I’ll be in the living room.”
I compose myself as best I can, drawing in a cleansing breath. “Water?”
“Need some water, do you?” he teases me, but when I glance in the direction of his voice, he’s coming from the hallway to our bedrooms, throwing on a T-shirt. “I’ll take one.”
I grab us both a water and meet him in the living room. He’s sitting in the middle of the sofa with the bowl of popcorn on his lap.
“Where will you sit?” The way he says it, I can tell it’s a challenge.
I sit down next to him and grab the blanket from the chair to cover my lower half.
He turns on the show and leans in close to me. “Good decision. Popcorn?”
I take a handful and pick up one piece at a time, barely able to concentrate on the show because he’s so close. His cologne, his intrinsically male scent, his big hard body—everything is sensory overload. I find myself staring at him more than the television.
“You keep looking at me and we won’t be watching this for very long,” he says without turning his head from the TV.
“Sorry. It’s just… I don’t know… it’s weird. I haven’t done this with anyone since Sawyer.”
He turns and stares into my eyes. “Then this is step one. Get used to having someone to cuddle with. I’ll keep my hands to myself until you say otherwise.” He holds up his hands.
“Why are you being so patient with me?”
“Because you’re worth it.”
“Van.” I sigh. He cannot tell me he’s leaving in mere weeks and then say things like that.
“Just have some popcorn, enjoy the laughs, and stop overthinking. We’re just two friends watching Netflix. Except for the fact we want to rip each other’s clothes off and fuck like bunnies. Just ignore the last part.”
