“Jesus, Eve.Get to bed before you fall over.”
“I’m fine,” she insists, even as she grabs the wall for balance.
“Right.That’s why you’re holding up the wall.”I toss the blanket aside and follow her toward the bedroom.“Come on.”
“What are you doing?”
“Making sure you don’t collapse in the hallway.”
She stops at her bedroom door, turning to face me.“The couch is?—”
“Too short for me.”I step closer, backing her against the doorframe.“And I’m sleeping in your bed.”
Her eyes flash.“Like hell you are.”
“Watch me.”I reach around her for the door handle, my chest brushing against hers.“Unless you want to fight me for it?”
“I could take you,” she says, but her voice comes out breathier than she probably intended.
“Could you?”I lean down until my mouth is inches from her ear.“Because from where I’m standing, you can barely stay upright.”
She shoves at my chest .“You’re such an ass.”
“And you’re exhausted.”I straighten up, smirking at the flush creeping up her neck.“I’m not sleeping on that damn couch of yours.If you’re so afraid of not being able to control yourself around me, you sleep on the couch.”
“It’s my bed!”she hisses.
“And I don’t mind sharing it with my cranky girlfriend.”
She glares up at me for a long moment, then spins on her heel and stalks into the bedroom.“Fine.But if you snore, I’m suffocating you with a pillow.”
“If I snore, you’re welcome to try.”I follow her in, stripping off my shirt without ceremony.
When I slide under the covers, she’s already curled up on the far edge of the mattress, as far from me as possible.“This is ridiculous,” I mutter, reaching for her.“Come here.”
“Don’t even think about it, Wilder.”
“I’m not going to attack you, Lopez.”
“I don’t trust you,” she shoots back.
“You probably shouldn’t.”I tighten my hold when she tries to pull away.I press my face against her hair, inhaling that scent that’s driving me crazy.“Go to sleep, Eve.”
“This doesn’t mean anything,” she says quietly.
“Of course not.”But my hand is already sliding down to rest on her hip, and she’s not pulling away.“Just sleeping.”
“Just sleeping,” she agrees, but her fingers are splayed against my chest, and there’s a slight catch in her breath that she can’t quite control.
* * *
The first thingI notice when I wake up is warmth.The second thing is that Eve is wrapped around me like a damn octopus, her leg thrown over mine, her face buried in my neck.
“Not again,” she groans against my skin, and the vibration makes me tighten my arms around her.
“Shut up,” I mumble, pulling her closer.“Let me sleep.”
“Let me go.”She tries to push away from me, but I’m not having it.“And while you’re at it, get out of my apartment.”
