Hayden snorted, nuzzling my shoulder and then setting his teeth against my neck.
“Gonna bite my head off?” I asked, covering his hand on my stomach with my own.
This was nice. I didn’t normally get cuddled after.
He nipped my neck playfully, then kissed the same spot. “I like your head where it is,” he said. “So you get a reprieve this time.”
Satisfied silence fell between us—not awkward, but the silence of two people who were comfortable in each other’s company.
I made friends almost instantly, but I knew Hayden didn’t. I knew it meant something that he was comfortable around me, and I liked that feeling. Like I was special.
“I don’t normally do this,” Hayden murmured, thumb stroking my skin idly.
“I’m honored,” I said. I made it sound like I was teasing, but honestly? Iwashonored. I knew Hayden didn’t let just anyone in. Even far enough in to have incredible sex with.
Hayden kissed his way down the back of my neck, soft and open-mouthed.Affectionate.
He definitely didn’t do hookups. He was used to sleeping with someone he planned on keeping.
I rolled over to face him, rearranging our tangled legs as I caught his lips, a tight ball of happiness expanding in my chest as he kissed back, fingers running through my hair, free hand roaming over my skin, like he hadn’t touched enough of me yet.
I hadn’t made out like this in a long time. I’d forgotten how nice it could be.
Hayden nudged my nose with his own as we parted to breathe, a tiny smile dancing around his lips, and I knew I was seeing something special. Something not a lot of people got to see.
With his walls down, Hayden was beautiful. The soft smile and the stormy eyes and light touches, like he was afraid he wasn’t welcome but he couldn’t quite stop himself.
I liked him a dangerous amount, but I couldn’t quite stopmyself, either.
Besides, he wasn’t staying long. My heart wouldn’t have time to do anything stupid, right?
I chuckled as Hayden’s exploring fingers found my half-hard cock and his eyes widened, surprise written all over his face.
“I thought three rounds last night was pushing it,” he said. “But you could just keep going, couldn’t you?”
“I—” I began, cutting myself off at the sound of the second stair creaking—the one I still hadn’t fixed.
Hayden went still as well, listening to his dad walk down the hall. He had to pass Hayden’s bedroom to get to his own, and the door was only so thick.
My heart just about stopped at a knock on the door.
“Are you awake?” Mr. Lewis asked.
Hayden stared at me, wide-eyed and panicked.
“Umm,” he said. “Yeah?”
“Can I talk to you a sec?” Mr. Lewis asked.
Dammit.
Dammit.
Hayden swallowed, still looking at me like he had no idea what to do.
“I’m going,” I whispered, pecking him on the lips and rolling out of bed as silently as I could.
Neither of us was ready for his dad to know about this. We hadn’t discussed it at all.
