Before I can go into fight-or-flight mode, it dawns on me that Logan’s wrapped around me from behind, and he’s holding me tight to his chest. I close my eyes and melt into him, but another knock sounds, making my muscles tense. This time, the sound is followed by Camden’s voice.
“Reid, dammit, answer the door. I know you’re in there.”
I wiggle out of Logan’s arms and nearly tumble out of bed. I scurry around, collecting my tee and leggings from the floor. I get dressed, and then, tentatively, I crack open the door and poke my head out. Instantly, I find myself ensnared by a pair of crystal blue eyes.
Camden is wearing a black tee, black pants, and a menacing scowl. Clearly, he’s not a morning person.
“Where is Reid?” he demands.
“Asleep.”
He tsks. “Then wake him up.”
My stomach sinks. “Is something wrong?”
“Wake him up,” he grits through his teeth. “Reid!” he calls, peering over me. “Get your fucking ass out of bed.”
Goodness, is he always this cranky in the morning?
I frown. “What’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing is wrong. My life isperfect,” he snaps. “Reid!”
“For fuck’s sake,” Logan grumbles behind me.
I glance back, and when I catch him climbing out of bed completely naked, a wave of heat crashes over my body, making me clench my legs together. This man’s body is a fucking masterpiece: broad shoulders, muscular arms and thighs, and his ass? I gripped it more than once last night, relishing his tight, toned glutes. But the way it looks in broad daylight? I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.
He pulls on his sweatpants and strolls over, his lazy smile making my knees weak. I’m so smitten with him it’s ridiculous.
Before he fixes his attention on his friend, he stops beside me and kisses my temple. “Good morning.”
“Morning,” I murmur into his neck.
“What’s the emergency?” Logan asks as he tucks me into his side.
Camden squares his shoulders, filling the doorframe with his presence. “Roads are closed. A storm came in overnight. So we’re stuck here. From what I can tell, the roads won’t be cleared until the 26th.”
My stomach drops, and I blink rapidly, like maybe that will help me make sense of his words.
There’s no way, right?
Logan clears his throat, his body tensing beside me. “What do you mean?”
“Just what I said.” Camden shrugs, though the movement belies the tension radiating off him. “We’re fucking stuck here, Reid. Because of you.”
“Fuck.” Logan steps away and rubs a hand down his face. “Lucy is gonna be so upset.”
“No shit, man. Though your little sister is the least of your problems because I’m pissed, and I’m the one you’re stuck here with.” Camden quickly assesses me, his jaw ticking. Then he focuses on Logan. “I knew better than to let you talk me into this. Coming here was a mistake.”
My chest pangs, the sensation uncomfortable. His words hurt, and I don’t know why. Who cares if he’s upset?
It shouldn’t matter…but it does. It fucking does.
“I need to call my parents.” Logan steps out of the room, forcing Camden to move back. “They’re gonna kill me.”
“Tell them to get in line because I’m gonna kill you first.” He stomps after Logan as he makes his way to the room next door.
Shaking my head, I close the door and give myself some time to recenter. A quick shower will wake me up and maybe help me sort out my thoughts. Because this strange feeling in my gut worries me. Sure, I’m annoyed about being stuck here with them, since my goal was time alone to rest and reset. Yet that’s not what concerns me.
