It made me think maybe she was getting better, maybe we were making progress.Maybe that picture I had in my head could actually happen.
At least until she twisted her head to the side and promptly threw up on me.
Well… that’s something.
Chapter Forty-Two
Carter
I stepped out of the shower after washing off, having sent my clothes down to get cleaned in the hotel that sat across the street from the Mexican restaurant we’d eaten at.With Yun in her condition, I saw no reason to drag her ass back to the compound tonight, figuring letting her sleep the tequila off was a far better plan.Besides, I didn’t want to make that trip covered in her puke, either.We’d taken the penthouse suite of the fancy hotel, giving us enough room for us to all sleep comfortably.
Well, as comfortably as we could in tight quarters with Yun.
She napped in the master bedroom where I’d left her, while I showered in the attached bathroom.I trusted the others, but not enough to leave a drunken Yun with them.Or maybe it was just selfishness that had me wanting her close.
The towel hung low on my hips, tied there to keep me somewhat covered.I’d have walked around without a stitch if I didn’t think she’d react rather poorly to that.Room service would bring my clothes, once cleaned, back to the room, which left me stuck until then.The steam rolled from the bathroom when I opened the door, my hair damp, having been only towel dried well enough so that it wouldn’t drip.
The idea of leaving Yun for longer than I had to felt entirely bad.It made my skin itch, made me uneasy, drawing me back toward her.
Was that because she was our guide?Was it more?
Fuck, did Iwantit to be more?
That answer was pretty damn obvious, wasn’t it?
My chest tightened when my gaze landed on the bed to find Yun no longer lying down, snoring and sleeping soundly.Instead, she sat up, wrestling around like something attacked her.
The villain in question?
Her shirt.She yanked at it, twisting her frame in ways that made my body ache.“Hot,” she muttered.
Stripping her down wasn’t a great idea, but neither was letting this go on.If she kept on with her epic battle against her shirt, she’d end up falling off the bed and hurting herself.
I went over and set my hands on her arms, hoping she wouldn’t decide to scramble my brain for the help.“You’re going to fall,” I warned, hoping my voice helped her relax, as though knowing it was me might calm her down.
“It’s hot,” she complained again, jerking hard, locked inside the fabric like a little self-made prison.The fabric muffled her words.
The entire situation drew a chuckle before I grasped the hem of her shirt and helped strip it off her.I never expected that getting a girl out of her clothes could bethisunsexy, but Yun’s absurd behavior made it so.The strangest thing about it, though, was how endearing I found that.Seeing this side of her, a part she’d never willingly show to us, it had me far more interested than simply spreading her legs would have.
“What are you doing?”Kenyon snapped from the doorway, his voice far angrier than was typical for the usually easygoing man.“She’sdrunk.”
“I’m not doing anything,” I pressed.“She’s hot.”At that, I sighed.“I don’t mean it like that.I mean literally, she says she’s hot and was rolling around to get her shirt off.”
I had no reason to explain anything else since Yun took that chance to lean back and work at the button of her pants.She lifted her hips in a way that wasn’t quite so childlike as her other actions, and the exposure of her bare stomach, the way the points of her hips shown through the gapping space of the zipper was far more adult.
She’d kept herself covered most of the time, which meant this was my first chance to get a good look at her.She didn’t pose, didn’t try to look sexy, and somehow that all hit me so much harder.She had a slim build, which I’d known already, but it had never felt as obvious as right now.A basic black bra still covered her, the fabric pulled across her entire chest rather than two individual cups.It was far from seductive, but fuck if it didn’t give me the same general feeling.Matching black panties peeked out through the exposed area where she’d unzipped her pants, her shoes already off since I’d removed them when I’d put her into the bed.
The underwear was practical, like Yun, and I never thought I had a kink for the practical, but look at that…
Kenyon sighed and came over, Ingram and Shear peeking in through the doorway.“Yun, you don’t want to get naked here, do you?”
“It’s hot,” she complained again.“I feel hot all over.”
I let my head drop back, closed my eyes and rubbed my hands over my face, trying to get my brain to work.
She was drunk.I wasn’t about to fucking jump on her when she wasn’t anywhere near in her right mind.I might have been a shit person, but that waswaytoo far.
Something touched my bare stomach, drawing my attention back, making me wonder why Kenyon was manhandling me like that.To my shock, I found Yun’s small hands tracing the valleys and rises of my stomach, the muscles there, like they fascinated her.
