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He whipped it off.

I was thankful the TV was still on, or I was sure he would have heard my gasp as my gaze took in every inch of him.

Every glorious, thick inch of him.

Realizing what a creep I was being, I forced my eyes to shut. But I only saw the image of him on the backs of my eyelids.

That heat that had been blooming through my core earlier started again, spreading until I had to press my thighs together to ease the ache.

It was bad enough that I was considering waiting for Sully to leave, then taking a shower myself and, well, getting a little relief from the ache.

Only Sully didn’t leave.

He moved around for a bit, likely getting dressed and cleaning up the bathroom. He went toward the door, but only to flick off the light.

Then he was coming back to the bed.

And gently crawling up to the top.

Shock shot through me, but it was quickly chased away by more need as that peaches and vanilla scent overwhelmed me up close.

Sully didn’t scoot up to me.

He didn’t reach for me.

But his voice did reach out to me, soft as a caress.

“I’ll be right here,” he said, making my belly flip-flop. I wasn’t sure if it was pleasure or fear that he knew I was awake, that I’d been ogling him. But then he added, “if you wake up and need me.”

I was positive that sleep would be the last possible thing I was capable of then, with him up close and scrambling my logic with his warmth, his scent, his mostly bare body. And what I now knew was underneath.

But it wasn’t long before I drifted back off.

CHAPTER NINE

Sully

I was up first.

In more ways than one.

Bonnie was still beside me, her breathing deep and even in sleep, her lips parted just slightly.

But I was wide awake.

And hard as a fucking rock.

She’d scooted closer in her sleep, her little body plastered up against me, her breath warm on my arm.

I needed to get out of the bed.

Then I needed to go deal with this problem. Again. I’d already takenmattersinto my own hands in the shower the night before.

It was a miracle I’d lasted that long after the whole coloring my back thing.

But now, it was a new day. And I had the same problem. Only now I was kind of trapped. If I moved at all, there was a good chance I would wake her. Then there would be no way to hide my little situation.

I took a few deep breaths, tried doing some fucking math problems in my head, anything to distract myself from all that pretty just inches from me.

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