Page 51 of Love Collided

My eyes went back to the bed. “Chase, there is only one bed in here. I thought he just said there would be two.”

“He did. Apparently, there was a mistake,” he said with a shrug.

“Could you go ask him to fix it?”

“No. I’m tired, and it’s pouring. Plus, you can handle one night next to me. I promise, I only bite if you ask me too,” he said, grinning.

I only crossed my arms, glaring at him. He stared back, but didn’t move.

“Go dry off and change. You’re shivering.”

“I didn’t exactly bring pajamas or anything else to change into,” I said, trying to find a way to stop the thoughts of sliding into bed naked with him, but nothing was working. There wasalso no stopping the sudden endless thoughts I was having about Chase giving me an orgasm.

Chase pulled off his hoodie and shirt, holding the shirt out to me. “This is still dry. Put this on and get under the covers.”

“And what are you sleeping in?”

He flashed a bright smile. “Boxers, obviously.”

My stomach flipped, and I snatched the shirt from his hand. “Thanks. And it’s freezing in here. Feel free to crank up the heat,” I said.

“Feel free to use me as your personal heater.”

“You know, just for that, I’m building a pillow wall,” I said, slamming the bathroom door shut behind me.

I didn’t even feel bad when I pulled the shirt up to my face, taking a deep breath of the crisp, musky scent. He even smelled rich, but it was hard to complain when all I wanted to do was drown in the scent. I peeled off my wet clothes and dried my hair off before sliding the shirt on. It was long enough to cover everything, and luckily I had decided on a cute pair of green underwear today, so I didn’t have to die of embarrassment if he did see anything.

I ignored him as best I could when I walked out, heading to the bed while he pulled everything from his pockets, and finished getting undressed.

I grabbed the two extra pillows, building a wall of pillows between us.

“You were serious?” He asked.

“Completely.”

“What exactly do you think those two sad little pillows are going to do?”

I looked over at the two flat pillows. He was probably right. Those wouldn’t stop anything, let alone a man that was currently looking at me like he wanted to eat me alive.

I really didn’t know why I was protesting it. It’s not like I hadn’t laid awake wondering what his mouth was capable of.

He came around the bed to me, towering over me with a smile.

“Do you think that two sad little pillows are going to make me forget that you’re only a foot away from me? That I could reach out and touch you.”

He stepped closer, making me sit back on the bed. His eyes went heavy, and he leaned down, moving over me until I laid on my back. No part of him touched me, but my body was on fire, wishing he would.

He reached out, dragging one of the flat pillows until it was pressed between us. “Oh, you’re completely right. This is doing wonders.”

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, the heat that rolled off of him making me want to curl up and fall asleep right here.

“What are you thinking about?” he whispered. My eyes cracked open to find him leaning down closer to me, his body falling heavier on mine even with the pillow still between us, and I was resisting the urge to wrap my legs around him.

“Reese’s.”

“You’re thinking about candy?”

“Yeah, I left it in the car and I shouldn’t have.”

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