Page 74 of On Thin Ice

Had she emphasizedhard?

Fuck. My. Life.

“Uh, yeah. Just trying to keep on top of my game.”

Why did everything sound so fucking sexual right now?

“On top. Yeah. Makes sense,” she said, that twinkle back in her eyes.

This woman had been testing me since we first met.

“You want to talk about something, Ally?” I crowded into her, relishing the pink staining her cheeks as she took in a breath. Two could play at this game.

“Dinner. Weren’t we figuring out what to eat?” If she batted her eyes at me, I was going to lose it.

“What are you in the mood for?”

“Tacos? Let’s get Mexican,” she said, and I sucked in a breath.

Tacos could be sexual… or was she just in the mood for Mexican? Fucking hell, my brain was not firing on all cylinders since its normal blood flow had headed south.

“Sure.” I pulled up the app for my favorite Mexican restaurant. “What do you want?”

She gave me her order, and I quickly placed it.

“You meeting up with the guys later?” she asked.

“Nah,” I said, keeping it short and sweet before I got myself twisted up in my words again.

“Maybe we could watch a movie or something. I promise to try to stay awake during the entire thing.” She gave me a wink.

Dammit. What would she do if I pulled her into my arms and kissed her right now?

***

Her little sigh was destroying me. The movie had probably twenty minutes left, and she’d been out for the last forty.

And snuggled into my side. Her head was turned into my body, her hand on my chest. And every soft breath coming out of her was slowly driving me insane. My hard cock had been pitching a fucking tent for way too long, so at least she was asleep and missing that embarrassment.

As soon as she curved into me, I’d put my hand on her bump in the hopes that being reminded of our child between us woulddrive home the fact that we were just doing the roommate thing and not the fucking thing I so desperately wanted.

I was failing miserably at keeping that in mind, so much so that, without thinking it through, I leaned down and pressed my lips to the top of her head. She murmured something inaudible at my touch but didn’t wake up. My arm moved from the back of the couch to wrap around her, and I swear she smiled against my chest.

Fucking hell, man. Do you hear yourself?

Groaning, I turned my attention back to the movie. It was some action film Ally had picked, but currently, the main leads were kissing as shit blew up around them. The actress looked like Ally, and now I was back to thinking about kissing her.

Finally, the movie ended, but now I had to figure out what to do. I hated waking her, so I scooped her up into my arms, telling my cock to calm the fuck down as I shifted my hold on her, and she nuzzled her mouth under my chin.

Be a fucking gentleman, asshole.

I carried her into her room and sat down with her on the bed.

“Ally,” I started.

Her eyes drifted open, and she gave me a sleepy smile. “Hi. Did I miss the movie?”

I chuckled. “Just a bit of it. I didn’t want to wake you but figured you’d want to get ready for bed. Go to the bathroom. Whatever.”

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