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My brain starts to do some mental gymnastics to justify why that’s the only suitable option.
“Well, we are mates,” I say with an innocent little shrug. “We can sleep in the same bed without doing anything, right?”
His lustful eyes roam up and down my body and I suddenly realize how stupid that suggestion is. The second we get into that bed, we’re going to be all over each other.
The thought of that sends my tingling neck into a frenzy.What the hell is that? Did I hurt it in the accident?
“We’ll sleep together,” he says with a finality in his tone. “I want to make sure you’re warm all night.”
I swallow hard as I look at him and nod. “Sure, I mean, if that’s what you think is best.”
My fingertips brush over the tingling spot on my neck and he notices. He lets out a low possessive growl as he watches. It’s almost as if he knows what’s going on with my body and I don’t.
I choke a little when I spot the long hard erection running along his muscular thigh. This man’s cock ishuge.
I saw it.
I still can’t believe that thing was real. It was out in the coldandit was that massive? Was thatwithshrinkage?? How big is it going to look in a warm room?
It might not be long before I find out… That is both terrifying and exciting at the same time. Mostly exciting.
I’m busy thinking about his penis when I realize that he’s waiting for me to answer a question.
“What?”
“I asked you what you’re thinking about,” he says with a gorgeous smile. “You keep nibbling on your bottom lip.”
“Oh, um… birds.”
“Birds?”
“Yeah, and a… migratory patterns.”
He nods his head as he looks at me. I force out a smile, hoping I don’t look deranged. “You know, because of the snow. I’m hoping the birds are all okay.”
He smiles like I’m not a deranged lunatic and like that’s a perfectly normal thing to be thinking about right now.
“What are you thinking about?” I ask him.
He drops his beautiful blue eyes onto his wine glass and my breath catches in my throat. He’s so gorgeous. It’s hard to think about anything else when he’s sitting in front of me like this. I wonder if he’s this stunning to everyone or if it’s just me since we’re mates.
No. It can’t be just me. With that big muscular body and that beautiful face, he’s a ten on ten no matter who is looking at him.
He looks at me with those deep thoughtful eyes and I shiver.
“I was just thinking…” he says, unsure of how to say it. “Of how I can express my gratitude. To you.”
“To me?” I say, nearly choking. “Um, you’re the one who saved me about ten times in one night! You’re the one letting me crash your party. You’re the one who bathed me, fed me, and is letting me sleep in your place. I should be the one thanking you!”
He smiles.
“Thank you,” I say shyly. “By the way.”
“That’s nothing,” he says with a dismissive shrug. “Thank you, Tara, for not getting married. Thank you for running out on that wedding. I can’t imagine how hard that must have been to do.”
“Oh,” I say, feeling my cheeks heating up. “It was hard. But there was no way I could have married him. I don’t know, I just felt…”
“Something stronger calling to you?”
