I chuckle. “Yes, he’s awake.”
She flicks her gaze to Jordy and raises a single brow. “Why are you in here?” So much attitude for such a young kid. I don’t even bother to fight back my grin.
“Because I’m spending time hanging with my boy,” Jordy replies smoothly.
Sofia doesn’t look convinced. “Did you sleep in here?” Her nose wrinkles and she visibly takes in the scents in the room. “Eww, you did. Jo, I’m sorry my bro—”
The next thing I know Roberto and Antonio are poking their heads in the door too. “Hey have you seen—oh.” Both brothers pause. I turn away, my cheeks heating as I pray they can’t all see my tits on display. I know nudity isn’t a big deal for shifters, but it still is for me and I don't need everyone seeing my boobs.
“Sorry. We were just looking for—”
Jordy waves. “Right here.”
“Right,” Antonio says.
“What do you want?” A touch of a growl filters into Jordy’s voice.
“Nothing. Sofia come on. Let’s—”
“But I want the baby,” she whines.
“Right. Yeah. Grab César.”
Hearing his name, he rears back, releasing my breast to peer over my shoulder. Seeing his aunt, he lunges for her, crawling over my body and forcing her to make a quick grab for him. “Guess I’ve been replaced.”
“You two, uh… catch up on some sleep. We’ll take care of César here,” Antonio says.
The three of them leave and the door closes behind them, leaving Jordy and I alone in my bed. I turn to face him. His gaze is locked on my breast, his eyes glowing. I realize I never pulled my shirt back up. “Oh, my god.” I rush to cover myself and he snaps out of it, the metallic quality to his gaze clearing.
“Shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”
“No, it’s fine. My fault.”
We both burst into a fit of laughter as I realize just how stupid this is. It’s not like he hasn’t seen my boobs before. When I finally get myself under control, my chest is heaving. I wipe the moisture from my eyes and turn to find Jordy staring at me, a wolfish grin on his face.
“What?” I ask, my heartbeat suddenly loud in my ears.
He shifts closer, closing some of the gap left behind now that César is playing with his aunt and uncles. “You still tired?” he asks.
I lick my lips, his eyes tracking the movement.
Spread your wings, Jo.I tell myself.Fly.
To him, I just shake my head. “No. You?”
“No.”
The next thing I know, he’s closed the distance, his hand cupping my cheek and his eyes boring into mine, giving me every opportunity to pull away. I swallow hard and reach out a tentative hand to trace the line of his jaw. He shudders beneath my touch. “I’ve missed you.” The words slip past my defenses and I freeze, waiting to see how he responds, but he says nothing. Instead, his lips press against mine and I melt against him before I realize I must have the absolute worst morning breath and tear myself away.
“Shit.” He scowls. “Did I read that wrong?”
“No. No. Umm…” I jump out of bed. “Wait right there.” I rush to the hallway bathroom, brush my teeth faster than I’ve ever brushed them in my life, and hurry back to my room, closing the door behind me. My back is pressed against the door, my chest rising and falling as I’m treated to an unobstructed view of Jordy now that he’s no longer hidden by the covers. He’s sitting against the headboard, the blankets pooled at his waist and his chest bare, showcasing his tattoo.
“You okay?” he asks, worry evident in his voice. “I can go. I mean, I know you said stay but…”
I shake my head and climb back onto the bed, sitting on my knees and facing him. “I don’t want you to go.”
His shoulders relax. “What do you want?” There is so much unspoken between us, so much left unsaid, but this time instead of letting fear or doubt get in my way, I tell him the truth.
