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I start to replay the latest dream, but then my brain registers that there’s a man in my room.
A veryreal, verybig,verynakedman.
With a shriek, I clutch for the blankets. They aren’t there.
The man points to the floor. “Down there. But it’d be a crime to cover up that gorgeous body.”
Speaking of gorgeous bodies…
My eyes drift down, down, down, settling on his rock-hard erection. He takes a step toward me.
Finally, the gears in my brain click into place. I grab the lamp from the nightstand, wielding it like a weapon. “Not another step!”
He chuckles. “Sweetheart, I’ve been traveling for days. Nothing is keeping me from sleeping in my own bed tonight."
He’s six feet of chiseled muscle, the mountain man of my dirtiest dreams. He could hurt me, if he wanted. But the expression on his face isn’t threatening.
I lower the lamp a fraction of an inch. “You just want to sleep?”
His lips twitch into a lazy grin and he gazes at my body with open appreciation. “There are plenty of other things I’d enjoy.”
I sit up straight, raising the lamp again. “I will not let you rape me!”Not without a hell of a fight.
His grin slides off his face as white-hot fury takes its place. “I would never do that.”
The heat in his words tells me that he is, without a doubt, telling the truth.
“Well, how should I know?” I ask defensively, putting the lamp back on the table. “I just woke up to find a naked man in my room in the middle of the night…what am I supposed to think?”
He folds his arms across his chest, not bothering to hide his impressive cock from view. “Yourroom? I built this cabin from the ground up. And I don’t recall selling it.”
I feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment. After six weeks of living in the cabin, it’s started to feel likemine—but of course, it isn’t. “I didn’t realize you were coming back,” I say lamely.
He barks a laugh. “So, you thought it was abandoned property? Even though the electricity, water, and even the fucking cable and internet are still connected?”
“I didn’t realize you were coming backso soon,” I amend.
“And I don’t remember giving anyone permission to live in my house.” He shakes his head. “I thought maybe you were a welcome-home gift—but you’re just a squatter, aren’t you?”
I scramble for an excuse, unable to decide how much to tell him. “Um, well, you see…”
He holds up his hands. “I’m too tired to listen to a story right now. Save it for the morning.” He strides forward, picking the blankets up from the floor.
I’m simultaneously disappointed and relieved that the blankets are now obstructing my view of his beautiful cock. He tosses them back onto the bed, once again exposing his amazing body. But I’m glad to have my own skin hidden by the blankets, clutching onto them like they’re a life raft when he walks around the bed to stand next to me.
I blink up at him in confusion. “What are you doing?”
“You’re on my side of the bed. Move over.”
“I can’t share a bed with you! We’re strangers.”
He chuckles. “It’s not the first time I’ve gone to bed with a stranger.”
My voice is strangled. “We’re notgoing to bedtogether.”
“If you say so,” he says with a shrug.
He lifts the covers to climb in, and I squeal, quickly rolling out of his way. The mattress shifts with his weight as he settles in. I bury beneath the blankets, too aware of him next to me to make falling back to sleep an option. I’m relieved to see he’s a side sleeper—and his back is to me.
