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A man’s cough breaks through my single-mindedness, making me squeal in shock. I swing my eyes around to my bed to find a bare-chested Vaughn propped against the headboard, bottom half hidden beneath my sheets.
“Morning, little bird.”
His mouth lifts in a lazy smile that does things to my insides, and I can only blink for several long beats before I recover.
“What the fuck are you doing in here?”
Raking his hand through his dark hair, he holds my gaze the entire time before he shrugs indulgently. “Tit for tat. If you can fuck with my bed, then I can fuck with yours.”
He leans closer, almost conspiratorially. “Nice play on my words from the other day. Idolike some sugar in my sheets. Just…”
His eyes drop down along my body as he pops a brow, and I cross my arms over my chest, suddenly self-conscious of my nipples pebbling beneath the light material.
“Notthatkind of sugar.” His mouth parts in a wide grin.
“Your bed is really very comfortable.” He stretches his arms over his head, and the sheets fall perilously lower.
Is he wearing any—
He swings his legs over the side of the bed, answering my question before I’ve even asked it. My eyes blow wide as he stands, giving me his naked back and sculpted ass.
He’s an Adonis.
And even so, with my eyes glued to his rear, I manage to find my voice.
"I find it baffling that you stocked a studio to brimming with clothes forme, yet couldn’t purchase a single pair of pants for yourself.”
He grins over his shoulder, that damn dimple making me weak in the knees. “I prefer to let it all hang loose, little bird.”
My mouth goes dry as he turns to face me, and I tell myself repeatedly not to look down. He closes the gap between us, and despite my fixation on his face, my peripheral vision notes the swaying momentum of his dick between his powerful thighs.
He comes close enough to softly run the back of his hand down along the side of my face, and I breathe in his sandalwood scent as he holds my gaze.
“May the best man win!”
He saunters out the door, delectable ass on display, until he stops when I call after him. “Don’t worry.Shewill.”
Then I slam the door, ignoring the sound of his low chuckle as I peel the sheets off the bed, noting the missing hoodie in the midst of them.
I ball everything up and march down the hall to the laundry room, ignoring the fluttering of my sex when I smell his intoxicating scent wafting from the sheets as I ram them into the washing machine.
“FuckingCactus.”
* * *
“I’m so glad she called, Wren.” Levi’s forehead puckers in concern. “How are you feeling?”
Once I’d ripped those sheets from my bed and replaced them with the ones I’d conveniently found outside my door, I decided to call my friends to update them. Matt was busy with at Zephyr, so it was just Levi and Elodie on our catch-up video chat.
“I’m feeling a little all over the place, Levi. Part of me just wants her home, you know?”
True to form, Elodie howls with laughter. When I shift my gaze to her screen, she’s pulling a red dress down over her svelte figure in readiness for her fuck buddy date later this afternoon.
“You mean to tell me you’d prefer to be home in boring South Brook rather than living with a veritable sex god?” Her gaze spears mine through the screen. “Are. You.Shitting. Me?”
I smirk, even as I roll my eyes. “Elodie, I love you, but you’re insane. The man can barely tolerate me.”
She snorts, her eyes flickering to Levi’s. “Did you see the way he looked at her?”
