Doubts had started to fill her . . . she’d been certain they’d decided they didn’t want her.
And why would they when they had each other? She was a third wheel.
Unwanted.
Her heart raced as she continued to think about last night. She’d run off, into this bedroom . . . to hide.
In Little headspace.
She groaned. Her Little had begged him to stay?
She wasn’t surprised. Just mortified. “I’m so sorry.”
He sat up, the blanket pooling on his lap. It wouldn’t take much to pull the blanket off and take a peek at what was underneath.
Boy, did she want to take a peek at what was underneath. Even with his boxers on, he was still delicious.
Did he have a hard-on like he had last night?
Had he taken care of that?
She winced. “Where’s North? Did the two of you, um, did you manage to, um, did he sleep in here too?”
“Why are you apologizing?” Jared asked.
“Because I practically forced you to sleep with me!” she cried.
How was he not getting it?
Jared scoffed, leaning back against the headboard and crossing his arms over his wide, muscular chest.
God.
Why did he have to be so fucking sexy?
And she probably looked like a wreck. Her hair was no doubt a mess, she was wearing cute pajamas that definitely were not sexy, and she hadn’t brushed her teeth or washed her face.
Oh, and she desperately had to pee.
Not that he would know that last part.
“Do you really think that you could force me to do something I didn’t want to do?” he said arrogantly.
Oh, the Lord of the Manor was in her bed.
That really turned her on.
“I wanted to sleep with you. However, North doesn’t sleep with others. He needs his own space. Oh, and no, I haven’t taken care of the hard-on I had last night. It didn’t really go down all night either, with your sexy body pressed up against me.” He drew the blankets back and then reached under his boxers to play with what she was certain had to be a very impressive dick.
Then he drew his boxers down and, yep. Holy moly.
She’d never thought of cocks as attractive. But with North and Jared . . . yep, they were hot. Sexy.
Mouth-watering.
He ran his hand up and down the shaft. “Like what you see?”
She nodded. Then she shook her head.
