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My stomach sinks.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Elliot’s stone-cold mask slides back over his face. “You know the kind of person I am.”

“So that’s it then.” I pull away slightly, trying to build back up my defences.

“Fuck, Abi, I don’t know, okay. I’ve never…” He lets out a steady breath, but I can feel the tension radiating off him.

“You think I’ve ever done this? That I’ve ever let someone—” My eyelids flutter as I remember how it felt to surrender to him.

“Fuck, Red. You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”

My eyes open and I stare right at him. “I’m always thinking about it.”

“I didn’t… scare you?”

“I think more than anything, I scared myself.”

“You were perfect. You are perfect, Abi. And in another life, I’d make you mine in a heartbeat.”

God, I hate this.

I hate that we’re both so broken. So shackled by our demons.

“So what do we do? Because I can’t keep doing… this, Elliot. Having you but not having you.”

“Lie down with me,” he says, surprising me.

“You want to?—”

“Lie with you, yeah. I’m in fucking agony over here.”

I suck in a breath and hit his chest gently. “I knew that had to hurt. Let me clean you up first.”

“In the bed, now.”

His commanding tone shoots a thrill through me, and I scramble off his lap to get into bed.

Elliot yanks off his hoodie and kicks off his jeans and climbs in beside me. “Need you closer,” he murmurs, wrapping his arm around me to drag me closer.

The way we fit together shouldn’t feel so right but it does. I feel safe. Protected and cherished.

This cold guarded boy makes my heart soar and my body burn. And I know I should demand answers, keep pushing for some clarity on what we are. On what he wants from me. But I guess I’m a coward too, because I don’t want to ruin the moment.

So I lie there, waiting. Tracing my fingers over his sculpted chest and down his arm while his fingers toy with the hem of my pyjama shorts.

It doesn’t feel sexual though. There’s something softer about it. Almost innocent.

“Elliot?” I whisper, trying to move to look at him.

He drops a kiss on my head and tucks me closer. His body sinks into mine as he relaxes, the rise and fall of his chest evening out.

Elliot Eaton is in my bed, wrapped around me like a koala and he’s asleep.

I don’t move. Daredn’t even breathe for fear of waking him.

But he’s here.

And for now, it’s enough.

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