Stone leaned over him. “Regret it already?”
Nico peeked out from under his arm. “No.”
That sexy smirk was back on Stone’s face. “Good. Don’t leave Stevie. I mean it, Nico. Don’t let me come back and find you gone. If you are, I’ll hunt you down and kick your ass.”
“I won’t.”
Stevie closed her eyes when Stone got to his feet. She slowed her breathing, hoping they would think she’d been asleep the whole time.
As she lay there waiting for Stone to leave, she realized she was overcome by a sense of relief. Although she was fully on board with everything they’d done, she thought for sure this was going to be a night she would want to forget, one that would result in her seeing Stone differently.
She didn’t want to forget, but she did see him differently.
If it were even possible, Stevie realized she loved him even more than she had.
***
When Stone disappeared down the ladder, Nicograbbed the towel that was on the floor and wiped the jizz off his stomach. He grabbed one of the open cans of Dr. Pepper, downed what was left, and then returned to the mattress. He eased down to his knees, moving closer to Stevie, doing his best not to groan. He hurt. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, and there for several minutes, there’d been no pain whatsoever, only mind-blowing ecstasy.
Now that the adrenaline rush was receding, he felt like he was coming down from an intense high. Not that he’d ever done drugs, but he’d heard enough to know that it didn’t last forever.
Exhausted and sated, he spooned behind Stevie, sharing her blanket and sliding his arm under her head. He probably should’ve kept his distance since she was technically Stone’s girl, but he couldn’t help himself.
“You okay?”
He went rigid when he heard her voice. He thought she was asleep.
“I couldn’t bring myself to interrupt,” she said, leaning into him.
Nico put his arm over her, pulling her naked body against him. She was so soft and warm. He knew he shouldn’t be touching her. It was only going to fuck him up in the head later. He didn’t have a chance in hell of being with her, so this was only prolonging the torture.
Still, he couldn’t help himself.
“Are you mad?” she asked.
“That you watched?”
“Yeah. And … everything else.”
“Why would I be mad?”
She shrugged.
He kissed her shoulder. “Best night of my life. Swear to God.”
Stevie twisted, rolling to her back. He gave her room but didn’t move away.
“Mine, too,” she whispered, meeting his gaze in the dim space.
Nico stared into her pretty brown eyes, wishing he could tell her that he’d had feelings for her for a long time.
“Niyah’s gonna have questions.”
He frowned. “Niyah doesn’t need to know about this. No one does.”
Her eyes searched his. “She’s my best friend. I tell her everything.”
Nico swallowed hard. “Please, Stevie.”
