“I’m not a bedtime story kind of girl,” I answered.“I prefer music instead.”
I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the pull that I felt to him, the urge to reach out and touch him to make sure he was real.Even though I wasn’t married to Tray anymore, that didn’t mean Dom wasn’t off limits anymore.He would always be someone I couldn’t have, and I would do best to remember that.
Before I could process what was happening, Dom began singing softly, his voice beautiful as he sang one of my favorite songs.A song that he knew was my favorite because I had told him one night when we first met.My heart ached in my chest at the thought that he had remembered something so simple from such a long time ago, but there he was, singing his way into my stupid heart.
Four
Dom
Iwoke up to Jo’s armslung tightly across my waist while her head rested on my chest.I ignored the standing ovation my dick gave her and tried to figure out how to get out of this situation before she woke up.The one thing she demanded last night was no cuddling and no touching her while she slept, though if we were being honest,shewas the one touchingme.Still, that didn’t mean my body wasn’t reacting to her breasts pressed tightly against me or the soft scent of vanilla on her skin from her lotion.
I held my breath and tried to gently move her arm, but she groaned and held on tighter.I licked my lips as I stared at the ceiling, trying to figure out what to do.While I didn’t mind Jo cuddling me, I knew she would be pissed if she woke up to this.Even if I pointed out that she was responsible for this and not me, I didn’t doubt that she would use one of the handful of weapons in her nightstand drawer.
Luck seemed to be on my side when her phone began ringing, stirring her from her sleep.Knowing I couldn’t risk getting caught awake, I closed my eyes tightly and tried to force my body to relax like it would if I were sleeping.I felt her shift beside me as she muttered a curse and pulled herself off of me as she reached for her phone.
“Hey, Charlie.Is everything okay?”she asked as she answered the phone.
I slowly turned my head toward her, blinking my eyes as if I were coming out of a deep sleep and disoriented.Her eyes immediately widened as she looked down, noticing my morning wood before I could hide it.The blankets were heavy, but they weren’t thick and fluffy, which meant he was proudly on display as I felt my cheeks flush with heat.
“I can come by later,” she replied, turning her head as she tried to focus on the conversation she was having while I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to give her some privacy.
I splashed some cold water on my face and prayed that my dick would return to normal before I had to face Jo again.It had been a long time since I’d been so easily affected by a woman, which meant things with Jo were about to get a hell of a lot harder, and not in the way I wanted.
I finished up and went to the living room, giving her space to finish her phone call while I sat on the uncomfortable thing she called a couch.I couldn’t imagine that Jo spent a lot of time at home, given her living room had a TV mounted to the wall but wasn’t plugged in, and mismatched furniture that had definitely seen better days.
A few minutes later, she walked out of the bedroom and raised an eyebrow at me as she spotted me on the couch.
“You’re a glutton for punishment, aren’t you?”she teased as she headed to the kitchen and started a pot of coffee.
“I wasn’t sure where to go,” I admitted with a shrug as I stood up and followed her into the kitchen.“I can leave if you want me to.”
“We both know that by leave, you don’t mean out of town.If you’re staying in Nowhere, you might as well stay here so I can keep an eye on you.”
“Is that because you still don’t trust me or because you like checking me out?”I teased, knowing I shouldn’t flirt with her but couldn’t help it when I caught her gaze drifting to my cock again.
She blew out a breath that forced a strand of hair out of her face as she leveled me with a look.
