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Spinning away so he couldn’t see any of my needy, wanty little stares, I muttered, “Can’t you at least put a shirt on?”
“Ashirt?” he asked. “Why?”
Because I wasn’t going to be able to keep my hands off him if he had all the beautiful male flesh on display. Except I couldn’t tellhimthat. So I whirled back and scowled, “BecauseI’mwearing one.”
He shrugged. “I don’t mind if you don’t.”
“Well, I do!” I countered. “Put on a damn shirt.”
“No,” he answered and walked to the bed before ripping down the covers and beginning to climb in.
“Hey, no! I wanted that side,” I said, hurrying forward to stop him.
He paused and glanced back at me, narrowing his eyes. “You’ve slept onthatside…” He jabbed his fingers toward the other half. “For the entire ten days that I’ve slept with you. Why change now?”
“Because that was at my parents’ house,” I argued, feeling a little panicked.
At Mom and Dad’s, I was farther away from the door on this side, while here, I was farther away from the door onthatside. Where a kidnapper would need to reach out another few feet to get to me.
Rationally, I knew that made no difference whatsoever. But to my irrational brain, those few feet were more reassuring than I could explain.
“Here, I like to sleep on this side,” was how I finished my explanation to Luke, however, not really explaining anything at all.
When he sniffed and flopped down, settling himself on the side I wanted, I took a moment to fist my hands at my side, seeking calm, only to cry, “Oh my God! Please, okay?Pleaselet me sleep on this side. Just for tonight. If you end up hating it that much, we’ll revisit the situation again tomorrow. Alright? But couldn’t you at leasttryit? One time.”
He huffed out a breath, still scowling at me, but since I was reasonable with my request, he rolled his eyes and relented. “Fine. We’ll try it out and see how it fits.”
“Thank you,” I said meekly.
“Whatever,” he grumbled. After he rolled across the mattress and settled himself in on the other side, I just stood there, watching him make himself at home on my bed, under my sheets.
I was going to sleep with Luke. For, like,real.
No idea why it hadn’t felt real to me all the other nights at my parents’ house. Maybebecauseit had always been at my parents’, and now they weren’t around. It was just the two of us here.
Or maybe it was because he was wearing a lot fewer clothes.
I just knew it definitely felt different.
I curled my bare toes under my feet and wrung my hands at my waist, suddenly too shy to walk toward him.
Which had seriously never happened to me before. Timidity was not my thing. It was weird. And embarrassing.
Especially when Luke noticed it.
Pausing, he sighed and said, “What now?”
I shook my head. “Nothing. Uh…is there anything you need? A drink? Another pillow?”
He blinked. “You don’t have to play hostess. I’m good.”
I nodded. “Okay. Well then…” I squinted around the room, stalling. “I guess I’m ready to turn in too, then.”
When I still didn’t move, Luke cocked up one curious eyebrow. “Did you need an invitation?” he finally asked.
I scowled at him and huffed out a breath of irritation, even though that very irritation was what I’d needed to gain the courage to do this.
“Oh, shut up,” I muttered and flipped off the light before scrambling onto the mattress with him.
