Or he was going to laugh atme for my feeble attempts at mystery-solving, which would at least have beennice for him. I liked it when Fox laughed. He could have stood to do it moreoften.
One great night and Ialready wanted all the rest of my friends to be as happy as I was. I could havelaughed atmyself.
“There’s so much going on inyour brain right now,” Miles spoke up, a tiny smile turning up the corner ofhis lips. “I can almosthearyou thinking.”
“Not sure if that’s aninsult.” I reached out to stroke Miles’ hair, smiling to myself all over again.
Miles opened his mouth torespond, but it turned into another yawn. I could see that his eyelids wereheavy, too.
He had every right to beexhausted, and he’d be better off if he got a few more hours of sleep. Sleep washealing, body and soul.
I gave in to the urge tokiss him one last time, our noses brushing together as he tilted his head toget a better angle. Joy blossomed in my chest.
It felt like we were right onthe verge of something incredible.
But not right now. Milesneeded time to recover from last night, and I needed time to sort out my head,and webothneeded to know who was making his life miserable right nowbefore we could even think about where this was going.
There were a few places Iwanted it to go, though. More dates, for a start.
More waking up together.
MoreMiles, however Icould get him.
“I need to piss,” Imurmured, which was true, but not entirely why I was getting up. Nice as thiswas, we could both have used a little space, and I had a job to do.
That job started withgetting off my ass and doing…something. I wasn’t sure what yet,but I knew the time to sit around and wait for everything to work itself outhad passed.
No one got to scare Mileslike this. I wouldn’t let them. Not anymore.
“Thanks for sharing,” Milesresponded, laughter in his half-mumbled syllables. He needed rest.
And I needed to do my job.So I couldn’tjust lie here in bed with him all day, no matter how much I wanted to.
“You’ve had my dick in yourmouth, you can handle knowing that I have to pee like everyone else,” I said,still trying to delay the inevitable moment when I had to slip out of the nicewarm bed and handle the real world again.
“I guess.” He sighed. “Onemore kiss before you leave me?”
Snorting, I swooped in andpressed a soft, quick kiss to his lips, and then another to the tip of his nosefor good measure.
“Get some more sleep,” Isaid as I eased myself away from him, missing his warmth the moment the coolair in the bedroom hit my skin. “You need it.”
“That an order?” Milesasked, already closing his eyes and shuffling into the warm spot I’d just leftfor him, pulling the covers up again.
“Yep,” I said. “It’s anorder.”
Miles smiled a tiny, tiredsmile, and by the time I forced myself to look away and move, I was pretty surehe was already asleep.
Once I’d relievedmyself, I took a moment to splash a little water on my face, debating themerits of taking a shower. Ultimately, I decided the risk of waking Miles againwasn’t worth it, and borrowed his deodorant instead.
That was the handy thingabout dating men. Not that I would have cared about using women’s deodorant,just that I wasn’t sure it would have accomplished much.
More or less awake, Iwandered into the kitchen, poured myself a glass of water, and then grabbed thefiles that’dbeen slipped under the door. They were important. Theyhadto be important.
Miles wouldn’t be ready tolook at them for a while, and if there was any way I could save him having todo it at all, I wanted to. How hard could the answers be to spot?
I really wished Fox was hereall of a sudden. He was so much better at this than I was.
But I wasn’t an idiot—atleast, not a complete one—and this was for Miles.
