“I’m not lettingyousleep on the couch.”
He sighed and glanced from me to the bed. I chewed on the inside of my cheek, my heart hammering in my chest.
“We could both sleep here,” I offered, voice shakier than I wanted it to be.
His gaze flew back to mine. “Are you sure?” Did I detect a hint of hope in his tone?
“Definitely. There’s plenty of room.” I padded to one side of the bed and moved the covers. There wasn’t actually all that much room, but I had absolutely zero issue with pressing our bodies against each other tonight. It was chilly down here and I could hear the faint sound of the wind whistling outside through the egress window.
“If you’re sure,” he said. He moved to the other side with cautious steps, as though afraid that any sudden motion might scare me off.
We both got into bed, and I settled into the sheets.
Suddenly, I wasn’t tired at all. I was the most wide-awake I’d ever been, as every molecule of my being sensed Reid barely an inch away.
“Hazel?” his voice was soft, right by my ear.
“Yeah?”
“I’m really glad you came tonight.”
I bit back a smile as my stomach went all fluttery. “I’m really glad I came tonight, too.”
He turned the dim bedside light off and darkness filled the room. I shifted so that I was facing the edge of the bed. Reid moved behind me, his arm bumping my back. It wasn’tlost on me that if we were justa littlecloser, we’d be spooning.
Heat pooled inside me and my entire body tingled. I brushed my lips with my fingertips, thinking of the kiss earlier tonight.
Shit.
I wanted more. Badly.
Now the question was, did I have the balls to go for it?
What would be the worst thing that could happen? He’d reject me? That would suck, and might very well send me into a tailspin of sadness, seeing as Reid was the only thing lifting my mood lately…but was it enough to get me to stop?
I had never been great with self-preservation, which is why my body started to move of its own accord. I shifted back an inch, and then two inches, until finally my butt made contact with his groin and my back pressed into his chest.
There. I could just be looking for a cuddle. I could have just casually shifted my position. I could bail right out of this if he pulled away.
Reid’s breath tickled my neck, and it sent a painfully good quiver down my entire spine. Almost imperceptibly, I moved my hips to rock against him. He inhaled sharply. When he didn’t pull away, I took that as a positive sign and moved my hips again. Another sharp inhale.
“What are you doing?” he asked, his voice gruff and his clear desire ringing right through.
“What do you mean?” I whispered innocently, now full-on grinding my butt into him for good measure.
He let out a low grunt. “You’re really testing my self-control here.”
“What if I told you I wished your self-control would finally get lost for once?”
Reid was quiet for a moment before his hand roamed over my shoulder and down my arm, his fingertips slowly leaving a trail. I nearly gasped at the unexpected touch. My bodyflooded with anticipation as he brushed down my arm before landing his hand flat on my stomach.
He stilled for a moment, gauging my response. When I gave a little excited shimmy, he pulled my t-shirt up, and traced lazy circles around my abdomen, teasing at the waistband of my sweats.
Yep, that was all it took.
Pressure started to build. Every part of me screamed, begging to be touched. I rocked back into him again.
He groaned, his hot breath tickling my ear. That just set me off even more.
