He doesn’t pull his hand away so I keep my hand where it is and squeeze it once. “No, but I know my brother. I know he knows what it’s like to want someone he can’t have. But we can have it, Luke. You just have to let yourself.”
Luke flips his hand over and holds mine. We stare at each other, my words hanging between us.
“Can you give me a little bit to wrap my head around the situation? It’s been a long day.”
As much as I want to throw myself at this man, I need to respect that he needs time to come to terms with this.
“Of course. Night, Luke.”
I pull my hand away and turn around so I’m facing the wall again.
The bed shifts and I hear Luke set his phone on thenightstand. There’s silence for a minute before I feel the bed move again.
Just as I’m about to ask if he’s okay, I feel his arm wrap around my middle. My stomach bottoms out and I try my best to calm my breathing but there’s no use.
Luke pulls me closer until my back is against his chest. He kisses the top of my head and then whispers, “good night.”
You’d think being in his arms would keep me awake all night, but the steady weight of his hand on my stomach is enough to make me believe that this is the start of something.
So I hold onto the fact that he hasn’t let go, and as soon as his breathing evens out behind me, I let myself drift off, clinging to him in the only way I can.
Charlie was gone when I woke up this morning. There was a note on the nightstand saying she went to grab breakfast with Liv and some of her teammates. But the line below her message is what I keep staring at.
“Here’s my number. Use it.”
I’ve always known Charlie to be strong and sure of herself, but her snarky remarks and confidence turn me the hell on.
Like some chump who’s never talked to a girl before, I type out about twenty messages before finally hitting send.
Good morning.
Yeah. It took me five minutes to come up with that one. I’m a real charmer.
Charlie
I’m sorry, who is this?
I chuckle to myself. She knows who would be texting her from a new number this early in the morning, but I decide to play her game.
It’s the sexy guy you met yesterday.
Charlie
You’re going to have to be a little more specific than that. Could be a few different people.
This banter between us is causing me to smile more the past twenty-four hours than I probably have all month.
At some point during the night I must’ve stripped out of my t-shirt and shorts because all I’m wearing are my boxer briefs. Normally, I sleep naked but unfortunately that’s not an option with Charlie in my bed.
Deciding to go all in, I snap a picture of myself, my bare chest on full display, a crooked smile on my face. I send the picture before I can talk myself out of it and type out a text quickly.
The guy whose dick you were rubbing with your ass all night.
The three dots appear and disappear a few times but no message comes through.
Shit. I went too far.
I’m typing out my apology when she finally sends her message.
