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Not wanting to waste another moment, I dry off as quickly as I can, tug on a pair of clean boxers, and step into the bedroom.
Val hasn’t moved positions; she’s still sprawled out on her stomach—head turned away from me, her far leg bent, her foot at the edge of the bed.
My need to be close to her overwhelms my need for stealth.
I climb onto the bed, crawling over until I reach her, then I lower my weight, letting my body pin hers to the mattress. I revel in the softness of her perfect ass pressing into my groin and nuzzle my face against the back of her head. But I need more, so I bend my leg, putting it on top of hers, my thigh against the back of her leg, my chest against her back, and my arm on top of her arm in front of our faces.
I line up as much of our bodies as I can.
But it’s not close enough.
I stretch my leg past hers, hooking my foot around her ankle and pulling her leg back.
I grab the wrist of her outstretched arm and slide it across the bed toward our bodies so her arm is bent and her hand is near her face.
I curl around her, locking her to me with my limbs.
And I put my mouth against her hair, breathing her directly into my body.
Val lets out a sleepy groan. And I hold her tighter.
I need her.
I need to keep her safe.
I need to keep her happy.
I need to keep her with me.
Always.
CHAPTER67
Val
I takea sip of my coffee before setting the mug down on the vanity next to my sink.
Dominic waking me up with coffee was where the good part of this morning started and ended.
I pick the mug back up and take an even larger sip.
I think about the little bomb Dom dropped after handing me the mug… that I could have done without.
Spending the night with King, Savannah, and Aspen in a secluded cabin doesn’t sound like a good idea. In fact, it sounds like a really, really bad idea. Add in King’s crazy friend Nero and his wife, Payton, and it becomes a terrible idea. A horrible idea. AnI can’t believe anyone thinks this will be relaxingidea.
I know we’re all supposed to be one big happy Alliance now, but the truth is I have no idea if Dominic has even talked to King sincethat day. Well, other than King apparently calling Dom last night to invite us to Colorado. And I don’t know if King ever realized just how in the dark I was about everything. And I don’t know how Dom and Nero will get along, but I know Nero is crazy protective of his wife… So ultimately, it’s a lot of big, over-the-top personalities and the women they’re obsessive with, all jammed into one cabin.
What could go wrong?
Considering the invite is about as last minute as you can get, I don’t think they were actually planning to invite us.
I grimace at myself in the mirror.
It’s probably because I’ve been avoiding Savannah’s calls—texting her hours after I watch my phone ring and never calling her back.
I groan as I tug the towel from my hair. I’m gonna need more than a cup of coffee to prepare for the grilling she’s gonna give me tonight.
I take my time moisturizing and brushing through my hair. Dom said I had two hours to get ready, and that was an hour ago. So I should still have plenty of time to finish my hair and makeup and pack.
