Leo or River would probably have him undressed, if our places were switched. They would have probably started flirting on the car ride, confessed their feelings over dinner, and shared a first kiss on the dance floor.
But that wasn’t my style, and I got a sense it wasn’t Izzy’s, either. Coaxing him out of his shyness would take some gentle work, not a bold, forward move. At least not right away.
“I’ll change,” Izzy said, nodding to his bag.
“Right,” I answered. “I’ll brush my teeth.”
I stood at the sink, my back to the rest of the cabin. Behind me, I heard him undressing, and the sound of it lit my imagination. Knowing he was standing there, half-naked and only feet away, was almost too much to handle.
Normally, when I felt horny, I’d rush off and hope I could find my cutie online. But on top of that being exceptionally rude date behavior, I wasn’t about to humiliate myself by indulging in my weird sex secret at my brother’s wedding.
That was the kind of thing that would haunt me for years after.
“All done.”
When I turned, he stood there in a pair of cutoff sweatpants. The thin, faded fabric hung almost to his knees and was slung off his hips in a way that showed a flash of pale skin when his old T-shirt rose.
Fuck, he was so cute.
And I was definitely heading to bed without trying anything. Izzy deserved a gentleman, someone who would treat with him the kindness he deserved. And making a pass when he had nowhere else to go was not the right move.
I just needed to find the right way to approach him later. The way that Izzy would want to be approached.
“Will the light keep you on if I read for a minute?” he asked as he pulled a pair of glasses out. “It helps me fall asleep.”
“No problem,” I answered. As he turned away, I slipped out of my pants and climbed immediately into bed, my boxers being the only pajamas I had. “Sleep tight, Izzy. Thanks again for coming.”
“Yeah, you too, Kai.”
My head was spinning, from the busy day as well as my intensifying emotions, and my thirst for Izzy was growing stronger. But as soon as he opened his book, exhaustion overtook me anyway, and I feel peacefully asleep, visions of his swaying hips floating through my imagination.
Chapter Nine
Izzy
Kai had a boner,and it was pressing against my butt.
This was a fact. One minute I had been deep in sleep, and the next, I was wide awake with Kai’s hard cock rubbing against me.
And with my own hard cock aching in my pajamas, which wasn’t surprising. Kai’s breath was on the back of my neck, and I was holding his arm, which was slung over my body.
Kai snored softly, totally passed out. It felt so, so good to be held by him like that. Our bodies were curled together, with his toes tickling the backs of my ankles.
I wanted to stay just like that forever. I wanted to sink into the warm sensations. It had been years since someone held me like that, and I needed it from a place deep inside of me.
But mainly, I wanted to escape before he woke up. It was probably me who pulled him close like that in the night, I decided, and I wouldn’t be able to handle it if he woke up and freaked out or pushed me away.
Kai stirred and, panicked, I rolled, then tumbled onto the hardwood floor.
“Oh my god,” he said, shooting up with the noise of it. “Are you okay?”
I sat up. His hair, which was normally so neatly combed, stuck out in the back adorably.
“I’m okay. Just, um, waking up.” I stood, then made a beeline toward the little kitchen nook in the corner. “Do you like coffee right away?”
“Sure, thanks.” He adjusted the sheet over himself and yawned. The loose, drowsy expression on his face was killing me, and I struggled to pay attention to the coffeemaker as he sat there, staring out the window and waking.
How did he always manage to look so, so good?
