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And then my gaze traveled up his chest, his strong neck, and his cheekbones before finally lingering on those lips. For such a man, he had surprisingly pouty lips, particularly the lower one. There was a faint scar above the upper one and another scar on his jaw that was slightly puckered but relatively shielded by his beard. The top of his nose was a little crooked, as though it had been broken before, and another scar rested on his eyebrow.
And then, finally, I met his eyes.
He was awake.
His gray eyes blazed into mine, filled with an emotion I couldn’t identify. Lust now became a consistent throb in my pussy as heat filled my cheeks. How long had he been awake? Had he been watching me this whole time?
How exactly did we end up in this situation in the first place?
As the events of last night came back to me slowly, I expected my embarrassment to grow. But I was too darn comfortable to be upset. I felt rejuvenated, almost like someone had pumped life back into me.
If this was how it was to have a good night’s sleep, then I wasn’t sure how I was surviving all this time.
Not even him looking a little like a surly bear was enough to ruin my comfort. In fact, seeing him look so put out made me almost want to giggle.
“Hey,” I said, my voice breathy and crackly from sleep. I dipped my face so he wouldn’t smell my morning breath when I asked, “Sleep well?”
He raised an eyebrow, and I couldn’t help it then. I let a snort loose, but he didn’t laugh, which somehow made the situation even funnier. But I choked back the rest of my laughter.
In truth, I felt bad for him. It was unexpected but nice of him not to leave me after I’d fallen asleep. Because he could have totally left me or at least situated himself more comfortably in my bed. But instead, he’d lain there in that uncomfortable position the entire night. He couldn’t have slept well. Did he even manage to fall asleep?
“I’m sorry,” I said sheepishly. “I didn’t think you would stay the whole night. I just wanted to see if I could nap for a short while.” He probably hadn’t even eaten dinner, the poor guy. “That couldn’t have been comfortable for you.”
He didn’t say anything, and even though he seemed to be sitting in discomfort, I couldn’t bring myself to move. I was just so damn comfortable lying on him, and somewhere along the night, he had propped a pillow under my head so that I wasn’t lying directly on his arm. Still, he kept his arm in place, supporting the pillow so that my neck had maximum comfort, even to his own detriment.
“Here, let me get off you.” I finally mustered up enough willpower to roll off him, but when I attempted it, his hands wrapped around my waist, keeping me in place. I blinked up at him curiously.
“Stay,” was all he said, and that gravelly note in his voice had wetness gushing in my pussy. I trembled in pure pleasure. God, he was so damn hot. I wanted nothing more than to climb on him and kiss him and maybe rub my whole body on those granite abs of his and have his hands all over my body…
I shook my head to clear it, not willing to continue the fantasy. I told him that I wouldn’t take advantage of him, so I was going to keep to my word. Besides, it was time for me to get up and get ready for work, not to mention feeding Roscoe.
The minute I thought about my dog, I heard another whimper from the side of the bed. I looked over to see that he was on the floor, and Ezra had his palm against Roscoe’s nose as if holding him back. The image almost made me giggle again. I could imagine what happened. Roscoe probably bounded in here and tried to jump on the bed and lick me awake as usual, and Ezra had stopped him, which was really sweet of him.
But I needed to take Roscoe out before he peed all over my nice carpets.
“I have to get up,” I said. “I have to let him out.”
“I’ll do it,” he said as he pulled his arm from under me, taking the beautiful warmth of his body away and out of my bed. He stretched when he got up, drawing my eyes to his abdomen…and the rock-hard erection below it. Whatever I was going to say next, which was, “No, I’ll do it. Roscoe isn’t very comfortable around strangers,” was lost to me. It disappeared into the wind.
Jesus, Lord, the man was ginormous.
I blinked twice, trying to see if it was an optical illusion making me see something that wasn’t there or if I was still groggy from sleep. But no, there it was, the impression of something that looked similar to another forearm sitting in his pants. I watched it thicken even more under my gaze before he turned around and grabbed the leash hanging on the wall. He moved stiffly and uncomfortably, but I had to imagine it wouldn’t be comfortable to walk around with a baseball bat in his pants.
Roscoe, contrary to his prior reputation with strangers, was all too happy to jump and prop his legs against Ezra’s front leg so that he could put the leash on him.
Ezra turned to look at me and said, “Get some more rest.”
Then, he walked Roscoe out, leaving me dazed for a few seconds after.
I took a deep breath and relaxed on the bed, shutting my eyes. I tried to allow myself a few more seconds of sleep, but it just wasn’t the same without him. There was something about Ezra’s presence that completely got my body to relax, and now that he was gone, I was fighting the same demons again.
I sighed. It wasn’t like it could last forever anyway. Rather than lie down and mourn the first rest I’d had in a long time, I hopped out of bed and decided to take the opportunity to shower and make breakfast for him. He deserved a nice big breakfast for all the trouble I’d put him through, and I was determined to make it tasty too.
I put the untouched soup from last night back in the fridge and washed the dishes while I was at it. Then, I started making a big traditional southern breakfast with whatever I had in my fridge. Eggs, bacon, grits, potatoes. It was while I was frying the last of the potatoes that I heard the door open, followed by Roscoe’s excited pants.
“You’re both back,” I said, turning to smile at them. Ezra frowned when he saw me standing there.
“You’re supposed to be in bed.”
