“I love you,” I mumbled, groggy.
“Mm?” He stirred and rubbed my arm.
Oh no. This couldn’t be how I told him.
“Nothing.” I kissed his chest, smothering the urge to spill more of my feelings. “I just don’t want to miss anything either, especially when it comes to you.”
He rubbed my shoulder and sighed dreamily. “I’m not going to want you to leave after this week.”
“You wanna keep me?” I grinned.
“Yep. My personal attending physician. You give me this feeling…”
“What feeling is that?” I lifted my head in nervous excitement. “Angel?”
His breathing grew heavy. He must’ve fallen asleep. Dark lashes curtained his eyes, and I resisted the urge to run my fingers through his silver-white hair. He was so vulnerable in his beauty.
I settled into the crook of his chest, relishing in the subconscious squeeze he gave me to keep me close.
If I did have trouble sleeping tonight, it was only because reality was finally better than my dreams.
Chapter twenty-three
Study Buddy
Iwoke to something soft brushing my lips, then nose, but when I opened my eyes, my teddy bear’s face stared at me.
I squeaked and rammed into a solid body.
Angel hugged my waist. “There she is. Good morning, pigeon.”
“What are you doing?” I snatched my bear.
“Waking you up as nicely as possible.” Angel kissed my neck, sending a flutter of pleasure along my nerves.
“What about kisses or breakfast in bed?” I asked, my voice husky with want and sleep.
“I tried. But every time I moved, you'd moan and rub against me, asking for five more minutes. If it were up to you, we’d never leave this bed.”
Had I really done that? Heat flooded my body as he massaged my thigh and raised my chemise over my hips.
“It is really comfortable.” I hooked my leg over his, rubbing my ankle against his bare skin.
How was it possible to go from exhausted to aroused within seconds?
Love? Lust? Was his presence just pure aphrodisiac?
He sucked lightly on my neck and hooked his thumb under my waistband. “Can I have my breakfast in bed?”
My body clenched around nothing. “Wh-what are you having?”
“You, if you’ll let me.” He nipped my jaw, and the noise that came out of me was obscene.
“Shouldn’t I brush my teeth?” I panted.
“You smell and taste good to me.”
I helped him take off my panties and chemise, indulging in hungry, desperate kisses that he continued down the curves of my body.
