“You’re fuckin’ hilarious, honey.”
“I’m serious, Austin.”
He frowned and shook his head. “Not sleeping on your fuckin’ sofa, Dani. Also, not gonna fuck you if you don’t want me to fuck you. What Iamgonna do is hold my woman and sleep until I’m called up again.”
“I am not a slut, Austin.”
“Never said you were.” He scowled down at me. “What the fuck, Dani?”
I bit my lip. “This is just going too fast.”
“Jesus, Dani.” He set me away from him and left the kitchen to lock up the apartment, returning quickly, and grabbing my hand. He led me back to my bedroom and faced me. “What side?”
“Excuse me?”
“What side of the bed do you want?”
I let out a frustrated sigh. “Window.”
He laid his gun and phone on the nightstand by the door and promptly removed his clothes, graciously keeping his boxer briefs on. I swallowed at the sight of his body. God, it was still as magnificent as I remembered. He pulled the covers back and flopped onto the mattress, linking his hands behind his head. “You comin’?”
“I... um... have to take my makeup off and brush my teeth.”
“Be quick, babe, yeah?”
“No funny business.”
“I’m too tired for funny business.”
I shook my head, my attempt at keeping him out of my bed a big fat failure, and headed to the bathroom. After removing my contacts, washing my face, and brushing my teeth, I opened my closet, found some pajama bottoms and a cami and changed into them in the closet. I flipped off the light and made my way to the bed, pulling the covers back and slipping inside. I was promptly pulled onto Austin’s chest and kissed to distraction.
He rolled me so his chest was to my back. “’Night, baby.”
“Goodnight,” I whispered.
I scooted closer and his arms tightened around me. I smiled as I closed my eyes. This was pure bliss.
