“You have nothing I haven’t seen before,” Adam quipped, sounding amused. “Are you shy?”
There was no point in talking to him. He was either playing dumb or provoking me; no other explanation.
“How do you want me?” I said with a sigh, cringing when I realized how it sounded. “I mean… Notwant, want, obviously. I mean, do you want me on my back or—?”
Adam laughed, making me wonder if I’d ever heard him laugh before.
“Just come here, weir—” He stopped himself in time. “I mean, come here, princess.”
“Just remember you asked for this,” I grumbled, lying down next to him. I positioned myself as far away from him as possible when he grabbed me by the hips and yanked me towards him. When my ass hit his crotch, I smothered a gasp.
“This should do it,” he murmured. “Good night.”
Two seconds later, he was snoring, and I had a semi.
What ensued was easily the weirdest night of my life. Adam slept like the dead from the moment he closed his eyes, while I remained awake for hours. I couldn’t move because his arm around my waist held me imprisoned. My dick got so hard I considered shooting myself in the foot, but I left my gun in the living room. When I finally fell asleep, I was exhausted and frustrated, and my sleep was filled with weird dreams. In one of those dreams, I was back in prison, but this time there was a hamster wheel in my cell, and I was driving it. In another dream, I was playing strip poker with Donald Duck and Moses. In the third dream, I was somewhere dark and hot, and I couldn’t breathe. It made me wake up in the middle of the night, sweaty and breathless, only to find Adam sprawled all over me. No wonder oxygen was a problem because the man weighed a ton and his body was a furnace. I tried to push him away, but he was too heavy.
“Adam,” I grumbled. “Move. I need to pee.”
I had to repeat it five times before he finally opened his eyes, looking groggy.
“Huh?”
“I need to go to the bathroom.”
“No.”
“What do you mean, no?”
He frowned, as if his nonsensical answer baffled him as much as it baffled me. Was he asleep, insane, or something else?
“Fine,” he said finally, straightening up. “But I’ll come with you.”
At first, I thought he had to pee too, which didn’t make it any less weird, but when I was done, he returned to the bedroom with me. It seemed almost as if he was afraid to let me out of his sight because he feared I wouldn’t return, which was kind of sad. After we got on the bed, he resumed the previous position, which meant him lying on top of me and me squashed beneath him. He gave me enough space to breathe, but other than that, I was trapped. It meant his arm over my chest, his leg over my thighs, and his face in my neck.
Is he drunk?I asked myself that for the umpteenth time. I made a mental note to Google insomnia and check if this type of behavior was normal for his affliction. Still, being squashed under Adam Markland was one of the best feelings ever, and it made me greedy. Tentatively, I put my hands on his waist, and when he didn’t punch me, I left them there.
“Is this okay?” I said, giving him a small caress.
Fuck it, I deserved it!
“Mm-hmm,” he hummed. “You smell nice.”
I shook my head in frustration, wondering why I was doing this to myself, but the only reply I got was a soft snore. The last thing that crossed my mind before I finally fell asleep was,Ten bucks? I should have asked for a thousand.
Chapter 10
Just What I Needed
Adam
I was a genius. Why? Because what seemed catastrophic when I woke up next to Jordan started to seem more like a stroke of genius by noon.
First, I got drunk last night and ended up at Jordan Slade’s place. Second, I used him as a pillow the entire night, but the fact was, I slept. I slept like the dead, and in the morning, I felt alive again, for the first time in days.
I left while Jordan was still asleep, but I was so grateful to him that I stopped by the pastry shop and bought him a box of doughnuts. I returned to his place to deliver them, but since I’d locked myself out, I had to leave them on his doormat.
You should have bought him flowers, stupid. Who shows his gratitude with doughnuts?
