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“But it suits you. I can’t think of anything better to call you.” He laughed as she wriggled under him. She slammed her fists at his chest hanging above her, making it easy for him to take her wrists in his hands, placing them over her head against the mattress.
“You want me to bring out this defiant side of you. I think you like it a whole lot better than me seeing the vulnerable little Errin who’s scared to let people see the real her.”
Errin flexed her fingers and drew them into fists. She shook her head.
“But let me tell you this. As much as you haunt me with your perfect hot little mouth, dirty talks and sending half naked pictures of that banging body… nothing and I meannothingcompares to the shy smile you gave me earlier in the park. Or the way you let me bring you back here, after that shit storm of a morning.”
She blinked and swallowed back a tear—unsuccessfully. He leaned in and kissed the tear away from her cheek.
“Thank you for letting me take care of you,” he whispered against her ear before he got up and walked out of his bedroom.
He put the kettle on for tea. As he rummaged around, he tried to be vigilant in case she was trying to escape his room. But when no sound came from his bedroom, it made him antsy.
He placed a tray with two mugs of herbal tea, along with a cookie jar on his dresser. The shower started running in his attached bathroom and he walked over to his bed where beside it laid a pile of her clothes.
He picked the bundle up from the floor and her moss green lacy underwear drew his attention. While rubbing the delicate fabric between his thumb and index finger, he groaned as the only thing standing between him and a stark naked Errin was a bathroom door.
He counted to ten in his head and walked out to the hallway where he had a tiny side room for the washer and dryer.
After starting the washer for her clothes, he placed his ear against his bedroom door. The water had stopped running and Errin’s singing in his shower stall filled his apartment.
He couldn’t make out the song, but a smile crept up, and he placed his hand longingly next to his head against the door.
What was he to do now? She needed someone to take care of her, and not in the way she’d accused him. The thought of having his way with her entered his mind as soon as he saw her on top of his bed. Hey, he was a manafter all.
But his goal was to let her rest her ankle for a day. Even for the night, if that’s what it took for her to heal. Her stubborn arse would get pampered whether she liked it.
“Are you done creeping at the door? Are you lurking through the peephole, you perv?” she said with a hint of a smile in her voice. Hmm, the shower had done her some good. He knocked on the door, and when she didn’t respond, he cracked the door.Damn stubborn woman.
“Why bother knocking, if you’re still going to enter, anyway?”
She sat in the middle of his bed, with her back against the wall. She’d pulled the covers over her legs, up to her waist. And here she was again, the challenging Errin.
She was naked from the waist up, with her chest jutted out. Her lips curled, and she refused to break eye contact once his eyes landed on hers.
“Stop trying to distract me with sex, Errin. I just want to help you,” he said, almost disappointed by walking in on her lying buck naked in his bed.
What the hell was wrong with him? Normally, a naked woman in his bed didn’t make him nervous. She narrowed her light blue orbs that sparked with judgment, since he wouldn’t budge.
She crossed her arms under her perky tits, putting those hard peaks even more on display. What he wouldn’t do to take her nipples one by one into his hot mouth. But he was ready for the challenge she just handed him on a silver platter.
He walked over to his closet and grabbed a white T-shirt from the middle shelf. When he turned, she had lost some of her bravado, hiding her breasts beneath the sheet. A cute blush crept up over her chest and colored her cheeks. Brennan handed her the T-shirt and turned around for her to put it on over her head.
She cleared her throat. “You can turn around now,” she whispered.
“Okay, so scoot over a bit? Give my big ape butt a little room?”
She peeked up at him, puzzled, but did as he asked. When he sat down next to her, he deliberately sat on top of the covers. Errin didn’t move.
He tucked a honey blonde strand behind her ear. “What are you thinking over there?”
She tilted her head and rested her cheek in his palm. Like a little kitten, she was eating up his touch and almost purred when he stroked her cheek with his thumb. She closed her eyes, stretching her long lashes over her high cheekbones.
When she opened her eyes, their striking blueness drew him in, making him forget all good intentions. He leaned in and she met him halfway. As their lips connected, he let his palm fall from her cheek and grabbed the back of her head to deepen the kiss.
As they kissed and kissed, she crept her hand under his sweater and onto his chest, making him shiver. He swept his tongue over her lips, and she opened up for him. A moan escaped him as her hand wandered over his chest to his side and she let her fingertips feather over his back.
“Errin…” he said between kisses.
