Reaching up, I took Sheldon’s hand in mine, cupping it where it still sat against my cheek. I leaned into it and held his gaze. “Come to bed with me. Hold me. We can talk more once you’ve slept.”
“Promise you’ll be there when I wake.”
“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
That was one I would keep. Tomorrow was Sunday. Sheldon was off. I didn’t start my new job until Monday. I was going to enjoy every moment I had with him.
11
SHELDON
The fog was thick in my head as I tried to wade through it to wake up. I was so damn tired I couldn’t move. My body was heavy. A weight on my arm kept it pinned down, but I had no energy to fight it.
When I finally opened my eyes, I had no clue where I was. It should have sent a shock of panic through me. Except there was a head on my chest with messy light brown hair. I vaguely remembered running my fingers through it before falling asleep.
“Oh shit,” I whispered, memories flooding back.
I was in Forest’s apartment. I was in Forest’s bed! He was sleeping on me!
Jesus Christ, I was so damn happy a smile formed that I couldn’t and didn’t want to contain. I should etch every moment of this into my memory.
My heart beat wildly in my chest as the night before ran on a loop in my mind. I couldn’t believe this happened. Coming here as late as I did was a risk. I turned around twice before walking up the stairs to his apartment. There was the question in my mind of whether it would be worse if I showed up and he turned me away than if I never came at all. I was so glad I went to his door.
God, I wanted to run my fingers through his hair again, but I didn’t dare move. Well, I couldn’t budge one arm. He was lying on it. The other was free. If I moved, I could wake him. If he woke, he could freak out and run from the bed.
Getting here with Forest was a huge risk. Being with someone who had never been with a man before wasn’t easy. I’d tried it once and swore never again. That was before I met Forest.
It was a dream come true having him like this. A dream filled with panic. Maybe that was why my heart pounded. Forest was going to wake up and tell me it was a mistake. He would make me leave. The organ beating against my ribs would be ground to a pulp.
He stirred, his arm tightening around me.
And there went my dick. Of course. It was pointed right at Forest. If that didn’t scare him, I wasn’t sure what would.
Forest rubbed his nose along my chest, then turned, his chin propping on me. He blinked his eyes open. A sexy blush pinked his cheeks. Hiding his face against me, he muttered, “Morning.”
Since he didn’t run away screaming, I put my free arm around him and gave him a gentle squeeze. What I really wanted to do was roll us over so I was on top and could grind my dick against him. I wouldn’t without his consent. “Morning.”
He slowly slid off the foot of the bed, out of my grip. “I’m just going to…” With his feet on the floor, he spun and walked to the bathroom. Either it was his typical morning hardness, or he was very happy to see me. No way to know. I wasn’t about to ask him.
As for my dick, it remained untouched. It was the only way it would go down unless I got off.
By the time Forest returned, I had it under control but still hadn’t moved from the bed.
“Sorry,” he ducked his head. “Morning breath.” Right. I should handle that. If he wanted to brush his teeth, I should do the same. What if it meant he thought about kissing me?
“I’ll take you up on that offer of a toothbrush if it’s still there.”
“I left it on the counter just in case.”
I slipped out from under the sheet, still in the shorts and shirt I had worn over here. What I would have given to coax him back into bed and peel his clothes off. I had to take this slow. If I moved too fast, this little bit we built could crumble.
After leaving the bathroom, I heard voices in the other room—hushed, rushed tones. Being me and not liking Forest in any form of distress, I ate up the distance until I entered the living room. Vail stood at the kitchen counter, a covered dish in front of him. And the grin he wore… He was downright beaming.
“You don’t understand just how happy I am right now,” Vail said.
“V,” Forest warned low.
“You’re doing a terrible job of concealing it,” I told Vail, causing him to look at me.
