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Obsessive lust.Nine letters, across.
Limerence.
I type the word into my phone. Are my daily crosswords being curated just for me, targeting my unspoken thoughts?
Molly stirs beside me. The trickle of sunlight decorating her complexion bounces over to her hair, which is sprawled out across the ivory pillowcase. Her breaths are soft, barely causing her chest to rise and fall.
This is why, for the past six days, I’ve run out of our suite before she wakes up. So I wouldn’t gape at her like some kind of neanderthal.
How could anyone resist admiring her?
She lets out an audible moan, stretching out her legs beneath the piles of blankets on top of us. Her mouth widens like a lion’s.
Fucking adorable.
I stir around between the sheets, adjusting my shorts. My cock obviously hasn’t received the memo that we’re platonic.
Focus on the thing in front of you and not on Molly’s full ass shifting its way to your side.
Puzzle. Crossword. Focus.
Unbending. Five letters, down.That’s easy.
Rigid.
Like the throbbing erection scraping against my boxers. Hell, I’m thirty-six, not sixteen. But I can barely control myself waking up beside her.
Dammit.
She moves again. This time, her soft curves press up against my hip bone. The letters in front of me blur. My breathing halts.
I can picture her in my bed at home, waking up beneath the weight of my blankets. Maybe Bear would curl up at our feet as Molly nestles into my arms, her breath warming the skin of my chest.
She flips over, snapping me out of the daydream. One of her arms wraps around my torso while her leg straddles my own. It climbs up my knee, to my mid-thigh, until suddenly…
“Oh.” Her voice hums in my ear. “Matthew?” Molly shuffles away, and I miss the brief cuddle immediately. “Uh, sorry—um, what are you doing here?”
“Good morning.” I flash her a casual smile that I hope doesn’t translate as,Hi, I’ve been creepily watching you sleep.
Molly sits up and leans against the headboard, coming eye level with me. I push my glasses up my nose.
The freckles above her top lip are brighter than I’ve ever seen them. I want to trace my mouth over each one, connect them like a constellation. My T-shirt swallows her whole.To be that shirt.
Christ. I’m jealous of my own clothes.
“What?” Molly says shyly. Her eyes are still heavy with sleep.
“Hmm?” I break my concentration on her.
“Is something wrong? You’re looking at me all funny.”
“No, not at all. You’re just adorable first thing in the morning.” The words are yanked out of me before I can zip my lips shut.
What has gotten into me today?
Molly’s palms stick to her face, and she peeks over her fingers. My cock twitches in my boxers.Seriously?
“You’re, um—” Her flustered voice cuts short as her gaze slides onto the erection I’m likely doing a terrible job of hiding. “Cute too.”
