Page 26 of Love Hazard

“It’s fun,” she said. “Fun. Relationships should befun.”

I didn’t get it at the time, but maybe now that’s what Igot. A girl with a shovel, a giant hill, snoring, and awkward pranks.

Love maybe shouldn’t be safe but a hazard to your health.

I flipped back over. Though I didn’t need a flashlight tosee her shine, even though it was pitch-black.

I pressed my palm to her cheek and fell asleep.

Chapter Ten

“Mornings tend to be awkward after you spoon and thensomehow manage to get naked to share body heat. There is no other reason otherthan heat. Heat. Heat. Heat. Swear. It’s onlyheat.”—Hazel Titus

Hazel

It was warm, so very warm. I was suddenly pumped I hadn’tbrought a tent because this one was amazing. There was no need for me to beupset about the fact that I’d forgotten—

My eyes suddenly blinked open, and I stared down at theblanket I was clutching. Not a blanket, not a blanket.

No, that would be a sweatshirt that belonged to an arm, andthat nice, warm, comfy feeling would be the person attached to all the thingspressing close against me.

I should pry free, but I wasfreezing.

And he was so warm.

His face rested right above my boob, and one arm was on mywaist—the same one I’d been holding like a blanket—while the other was wrappedaround my head.

It was nice.

So nice that I almost imagined this was a normal scenario,us just sleeping in a bright yellow tent, spooning, heating each other up.

I closed my eyes when he moved against me. Oh, wait, he wasgetting closer. August jerked me against his chest and rolled onto his back,taking me on the journey with him.

Suddenly, I was half on his body.

And he was moaning against my neck.

I froze.

He kept moaning.

The tent moved with our bodies.

“Nice,” he whispered in a sleepy, raspy voice. “You feel sonice.”

Me? Or was he dreaming about somebody else?

“Hazel,” he groaned. “So warm.”

And leaning toward getting very, very hot.

He pressed a hand to my hip and squeezed. “Mmmm, so nice.”

I opened my mouth to say something when that same handdipped into my jeans and touched my bare hip.

Oh, shoot. Yeah, that felt nice, warm. His fingertips sliddown farther and kept going until he was cupping my ass. I moved against himjust a bit, and then I was fully on top of him as he rubbed slow circles on myskin. His erection pressed against my stomach, warm and solid, like steel you actually wanted to wrap your hands around and squeeze.

I let out a loud exhale when he rolled his hips.

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