I set the cup aside and breathed out heavily. I had some energy now… but the shock from my room being utterly gutted still weighed on me.
“I have nothing,” I whispered.
“You have friends,” Rook replied, pulling his desk chair over and sitting near the bed. “You may not include me as one of them, but I am. You can stay here… if you want… for as long as you need.”
Stay here…?
In Rook’s room?
With… Rook?
In his bed?
With… Rook?
The tea must have done something to me — or maybe it was the memory of our one stunning night together — butgetting some sexual soothing from this man didn’t sound like a bad idea right now.
Did that mean I’d forgiven him for betraying me to this world’s authorities? Fuck it, I needed all the friends I could get. Sins forgiven.
“I could use a… friend,” I whispered.
In and instant he was on the bed with me, holding me, pulling me into his warmth, a soft kiss on the top of my head.
Did friends kiss each other’s heads?
I didn’t care. This felt good.
“What do you need?” Rook whispered.
Those four simple words meant so much, it almost made me cry. If it hadn’t been for that tea invigorating me, warming me in all the wrong ways — or right ways? — I might have sobbed. Most guys would go into problem solving mode and just try to fix it, even if “it” couldn’t be fixed and just needed to be felt. Others wouldn’t ask, afraid it might make them seem weak. They’d assume they knew what I needed. Asking… meant so much to me.
Even if I didn’t know what I needed.
“Hold me,” I whimpered.
“Done,” he said softly.
I chuckled.
What I needed… was my room back. But thinking that way wouldn’t get me anywhere. What Iwantedwas to find Saldrea and punch her in the face for being an entitled ass. But I had a feeling that wouldn’t go how I wanted, not with that big dragon nearby protecting her, and even if I did get a hit in on her, I’d probably end up in jail because she was royalty.
Which meant…
Rook was right. What I needed right now was friends,people to comfort me, people to talk to and figure out what to do next. People… to help me forget how crappy my life was.
I squirmed in Rook’s arm till he let me move, then shifted till my face was next to his.
God, he was sexy. Those fiery eyes, that perfectly tousled long red hair, the chiseled features of his face.
One kiss from him and all my cares would fade away.
And his lips looked so damned kissable.
I moved in; he knew what I wanted and moved with me. Our lips met and with that tea bringing all my senses to life, my body lit up with desire, as some deep part of me sighed with relief. The tension and anxiety thrumming through me evaporated, replaced with a steamy heat billowing in my chest.
Ohhhh yeah.
Rook gave me everything I needed in that one kiss. His arms stroked my back and side, relaxing and warm. His mouth moulded to mine, so deep and intense, somehow drawing out the ache in my soul. Pain and anxiety seemed to evaporate out of me with every soft moan and shuddering breath.
