“Look, I’mfine. I’m just not a morning person, that’s all.”
“You’re seriously going to deny it?” he retorts, a creep of frustration laced into his tone. “Goodness, Aoi.”
“What?” I snap. “Just mind your business. Whatever is presumably up with me is none of your concern, so why don’t you just keep acting like usually and stop probing?”
“I can’t do that.”
“Why the hell not?” I stomp my foot but take a step back when he crowds my space. “Everyone else does it. Why can’tyou?”
“I’m not ‘everyone else’ and I certainly will not ignore your distress when I see it.” He grabs my chin and slides his thumb over my bottom lip. “You don’t know how much it hurts me to watch you fighting your demons and having to remain out of it.”
“What do you want me to say?”
“The truth.”
“You make me…feel things I don’t understand,” I admit, swatting his hand away and burying my face in his bare chest. “I want to be honest with you but it’s all so damn complicated.”
He wraps his arms around me and nuzzles the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent. “Fuck, I’m going to melt.”
A soft blush creeps up my cheeks, and I wave the butterflies away. “Do you want to have breakfast, or should we head back to the city right away?”
“Are you so eager to leave?” he smirks, leaning back to give me a better view of his physique. My eyes betray me and gloss over his half naked, muscular body as my mind pictures him railing me into a mattress. “See anything you like?”
“Mhm,” I nod before my brain can register his words. “No, fuck. I don’t. Let’s go eat.”
He chuckles while I stomp past him, grabbing my clothes that have dried since last night. Andrew eyes me seductively as he steps toward me and reaches for his own clothes behind me.
The proximity and his intoxicating masculine scent are sending me into overdrive. I plant a hand on his pec, holding back from groping him as I push him away. “Stop doing that.”
“Doing what?”
“Whateverthatis,” I motion to his casual flirtatious behavior that’s making my heart jump in my throat.
“You mean being so hot you end up flustered? Aoi, my Paradise, this is your fault. You’re just having too many dirty thoughts about me. Admit it.”
I scoff in outrage and mild amusement. “Unbelievable. Get over yourself.”
“Or you could get under me?”
“Andrew!”
“Yes, beautiful?”
I shake my head and try to remove my hand from his chest, but he covers it with his palm, and I feel the speed of his hammering heartbeat under my pads. “Seriously, stop flirting with me.”
“Why?”
“Back off before I beat you with a stick.”
“I don’t want to, though.” He looms over me, his lips brushing against my neck with the delicacy of a feather, but the sensation is strong enough to make me shudder. “Your reactions are addictive.”
“Andrew…” Fuck, if he keeps this up, I’ll have to nurse a massive boner. “Not now.”
He smirks against my skin, his free hand drifting to my waist, pressing me against him and I feel my dick react to his touch. “Not now, hmm?” He purrs against my Adam’s apple like a cat, taking a whiff of my scent and giving it a soft peck that makes me shamefully whimper.
Fuck, I want him to touch me more.
“Okay.” He steps away and lets go of me, grinning like the cheshire cat.
