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Whatever.
He sucks, anyhow.
I climb out of bed and stomp toward my bathroom. I take a cold shower because it’s needed and dress in Easton’s sweats and a T-shirt. Our day is pretty similar to yesterday. We work in the spare bedroom and then drive to the ravine. Today, he doesn’t try to kiss me, which irks me, and he cooks another fantastic dinner when we return home.
We’re back to our game of thumb wars, and I lose for the second night in a row. “Oh, come on. Your hands are huge! We should just switch off.”
“No, you cheated and took half the bed last night. You’re couching it tonight.”
“Fine. Your bed’s horrible anyway. Worst sleep of my life.”
“Bet your morning was even worse.” He winks and saunters off, closing the door behind him. He seriously has a death wish.
I make it ten minutes longer than last night before I pull back the covers, threaten his life, and fall asleep.
***
I will give it to Easton. He has one hell of a bed. My body is sprawled out, and I’ve never slept so well. Not because I’m sprawled out on his bed but because I’m lying across Easton’s entire body. Goddammit! I pop an eye open, and my first visual is his chest. Sculpted pecs covered in tats. My stupid arm is wrapped around his torso, resting on a bed of abs, and my leg is tangled with his while my damn crotch is nestled against his muscular thigh. And leave it to my hyper-aware body, on its own accord, to grind into it.
Why does the universe hate me?
Easton mumbles something in his sleep. I release a small squeal when he cups my ass.What is he…Squeezing, he pulls me closer to him, nuzzling his nose into the lining of my neck. Another tug. My hips raise, and I swear, one more inch, and I’ll be straddling him. I should feign sleep. Unconsciously slip onto his gorgeous dick.
Shut up, Baker!
“Callie,” Easton whispers and tugs me even closer. My eyes shoot open, but his are still closed. “I want you, Callie,” he murmurs. Holy shit, he’s totally dreaming. About me. Eep! I allow my body to relax. He fills both hands with my butt cheeks and drags my body on top of his. Fuck, this is a bad idea. I should wake him up because I’m about to legit have sex with a sleeping person. He tugs me up, causing my sex to brush along his erection, and an accidental moan slips off my tongue. His fingers dig into my hips, dragging me down and repeating the same motion. The friction alone is going to make me come.
In the third round, I assist, working my hip against him. “Callie.” A hand slides into my hair, and he brings my head down, his lips brushing along my neckline. His warm breath skates along my ear, and he murmurs, “Really enjoying how far you’re letting this go, but if you wanted to get off, you could have just asked.”
Fucking. ASSHOLE!
I rip myself from his hold and fly off the bed. I trip and fall, which is the least of my humiliation, and whip around to see him smirking back at me. “You seriously are an asshole.”
“Oh, come on. Get back in here. I’ll let you finish. I know you were close.”
“I’d rather get mauled by a bear.”
“Sure about that?”
No. Bears seriously freak me out. “Yes. And I would enjoy every second of it.” He slides his hand beneath his boxer briefs and begins to stroke himself.Look away, Baker!“You’re gross.”
“Prove it. Come here.”
“That doesn’t work on me anymore.”
“What exactly doesn’t work on you?” he asks while his hand works back and forth.
I lick my lips. “That. Stop it.” I’m not a sex fiend or anything. But Easton has a very nice cock, and I never passed up an opportunity to be acquainted with it. Whether it’s sex or oral. And right now, I can’t stop thinking about—
“Callie—”
“Fuck off!” I snap and storm out of the room.
Afteranothercold shower, I get dressed and find Easton already working. He doesn’t acknowledge me when I enter the room, so I do the same and get to painting. Thirty minutes pass, and I can’t handle the silence any longer.
“I just want you to know I’m not attracted to you either. This morning was out of desperation. Yeah, I went along with it, but I have needs too. Ones that aren’t being met because I’m here and not at home.” I wait for his reaction to my bullshit. “Hello? Do you hear me? I don’t like you.” He’s bent over, nailing in a board. “Whatever, I don’t care. I couldn’t even rub one off in the shower because I was so disgusted by what happened earlier. I can’t wait to get out of here. Gonna go on a sex spree! Hello!”
Easton turns to me. Then he pulls an AirPod out of his ear. “You saying something?”
