“You’ll thank me in the morning. Take them.”
She popped the pills, drank the water, then pushed the glass away and scrambled off the couch.
“Where are you going?”
“I don’t like you and y-your pills.” She collapsed on the other couch. I set the glass on the coffee table and swept her into my arms.
“Hey. Put me down.”
“No.”
She sighed and cuddled closer. “Hmm...” She nuzzled her nose into my neck, stirring me to rock hard with no hope of relief in sight. “You smell wonderful…”
I shoved open the door to the bedroom she was using and set her on the bed. As I hunkered down to remove her heels, she rose, stumbled, and cussed. “Stupid floor keeps moving—”
She fumbled off her top, revealing a silky black push-up bra, then she swayed, and I grabbed her before she face-planted and hurt herself.
She grinned. “Nearly fell there. Did you see?”
“Sure did, Blue.”
With one hand fisted in my shirt, she shimmied out of her skirt and flung it across the room, revealing silky black panties molding her sexy bottom. Hell, she was a dream. I knew I teased her mercilessly for her blue underwear I saw thanks to the wind that afternoon outside the cathedral. But baiting her seemed to be the only thing that got her responding to me.
She blinked at me like an adorable owl, gave me a tipsy smile, then reached up and planted her mouth on mine in a loud kiss. “Take this off…” She tugged at my shirt.
Fuck. This had to be my penance for my wild ways, now wanting someone so badly but knowing I couldn’t do anything, not when she was drunk and probably wouldn’t remember a thing come morning.
“We will, Blue, but not tonight. Right now, you need sleep.” I picked her up and set her on the bed again. She curled on her side, facing me as I hunkered down and removed her strappy black heels. I set them aside, then drew the covers over her.
“I like you, War…” She sighed, shutting her eyes. “So much.”
Me too, Blue. Me, too.She had no idea just how much.
