Page 55 of Drawn to You

Warmth surges into my chest as I remember my dream. His hands on my skin. Our closeness. Everything about it was right.

“Is that really what you want?” I ask, my voice barely a whisper.

He glances at his phone, sighing heavily when he sees the time. “When do we have to leave?”

“We have to be down for breakfast at five fifteen.”

His eyes narrow, the heat seeping away, replaced by aggravation.

“Then no.”

I yawn and slide off my stool. “I’m going back to bed. Are you coming up or staying here?”

“I’ll stay. I won’t be able to sleep.”

“Is there anything I can do before I go to make you feel better?”

The corners of his lips turn up in a grin. “A kiss would be nice.”

I smile back. “I’d be all over it if you didn’t have toilet germs in your mouth.”

He groans. “I’ll brush my teeth before we leave so we can snuggle on the plane.”

“Are we snugglers?”

Lately, we fly with our sides pressed together, my head often on his shoulder and his hand often on my thigh. We usually have a blanket covering us, so I think of it likewhat happens under the blanket, stays under the blanket.

“Yep,” he confirms.

Something inside me softens as I look at him, his hair sticking up and dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep. Dane pretends nothing gets to him, but it’s not the truth.

I step closer, inches away from him. I gently rearrange the sections of his hair that are sticking straight up, his eyes on my face as I do it.

“Did you see the Gandalf meme about me? Over the Abigail thing?” he asks.

“I missed that one.”

“Apparently I’m Anal Gandalf now.You shall not ass.”

I burst out laughing. “Now I have to look that up as soon as I go upstairs.” I cup his cheek in my hand. “Good night, Anal Gandalf.”

“Night, Josie.”

CHAPTER TWENTY

Josie

“Are you gonna make it?”I ask Dane as I drive his Range Rover from the airport to his house.

“Yeah.” He closes out an app on his phone and looks over at me, the dark circles under his eyes more pronounced now. “I swear I’m more tired after that hour of sleep on the plane.”

“Did you remember my cinnamon roll?”

The app he had open was a food delivery one. We decided on the flight home to order a massive amount of food for breakfast and then sleep once we got home. There are lots of errands I need to run since we’ve been on the road for so long, but they can wait until this afternoon.

“I got you two. Plus extra bacon since you always steal mine.”

I scoff. “I had one piece one time.”

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