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He’d asked me for two weeks but suddenly that felt like no time at all.
So, anything he wanted, I was going to give him.
Kiernan wanted to snuggle in bed and that’s exactly what we did. All night. Shoved up against each other in the twin bed, there was hardly room to move, never mind oxygen.
Breathing was overrated anyway.
We were both tired but wired after the shower and talked late into the night.
Whispering to each other in the darkness felt more intimate than any kiss we’d shared. Or anything I’d ever experienced in bed with any man. I rarely spent the night. And never for long talks and longer hugs.
“This is nice,” Kiernan declared, kissing the top of my head.
My stomach flipped over. This man was so naturally affectionate, and I was soaking it up.
Gah, I was starting to feel… all kinds of things I shouldn’t be feeling.
“More than,” I replied and smiled into his chest. “I’d raise my head up to look at you but I’m afraid if I move, I’m going to hit the upper bunk.”
Kiernan’s chest vibrated with his laughter, a deep, husky chuckle that reverberated in my gut. I loved hearing him laugh. He didn’t do it often enough.
“Am I too heavy?” I asked.
His massive arms tightened around me. “Don’t even think about moving.”
I chuckled at his possessive tone. “Don’t worry, big guy. I’m happy right here.”
“Do you do this, you know, often?”
“You mean, sleepovers? Nope. In fact, I don’t even bother much with kissing when it comes to my hook ups.”
His body jolted underneath mine.
“Really?”
“I save it for special occasions. And special people.”
Kiernan squirmed, shifting so that I was now lying in between his splayed legs.
“I don’t know about me being special,” he sighed. “I’m crap in bed.”
“What?” I raised my head and…
Bang.
…hit the wood bunk.
“Ow! Fuck.”
Kiernan’s hand rubbed over the back of my head. “You okay?”
“I’m fine. But I’ll be covered in bruises by the time I have to report back to work,” I quipped. “And what is this ridiculousness about you being crappy in bed?”
“I’ve only been with like, four women in my entire adult life. And it was nice, but not great. Two of them complained that I didn’t pay them enough attention. One said I didn’t kiss them right. One told me I wasn’t…you know, man enough. I always felt awkward, like I couldn’t get out of my head.”
I ignored the burn in my gut at the mention of Kiernan’s past lovers. And at the thought of this sweet man being made to feel that he was anything less than awesome.
“Maybe a bit of it has to do with people’s assumptions and the fact that you’re not as dominant as you look,” I offered. “And maybe you just needed to find the right partner.”
