Page 110 of Between Hate and Desire

“That’s not what I’m gonna need it for.”

“Huh?” It takes me a good five seconds to put the pieces together. “Oh.”

“Good night, Lennon,” he says, tightening his hand around my belly as if he’s protecting both of us.

“Night, Hunter.”

Sleep comes quick and easy, but when my alarm goes off, I curse at my phone.Motherfucker. Seven in the morning came too soon, but if we don’t want to be late, it’s rise ’n’ shine time.

“Ugh.” I hit snooze and slowly start shifting.

“For the love of God, stop moving.”

My eyes pop open at Hunter’s words, his breath brushing against my cheek. It’s then I notice our compromising position. My butt fits directly against his groin, and one of my legs is between both of his.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, swallowing hard.

“You were wiggling your ass against my dick.”

The blood drains from my face, and heat rushes between my legs.

Oh God.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

Hunter moves his hand to my hip and slides his other arm out from under me. I adjust my leg so he can free himself.

Once his weight shifts, I sit up on the edge of the bed.

“Did you sleep okay?” I glance over my shoulder but can only see his back and messy bedhead.

“Mmhmm,” is all the response I get before he stands and walks to his suitcase. He grabs his clothes, then goes to the door. “I’m gonna shower first. Is that okay?”

When he finally looks at me, I notice the pained expression on his face. We were definitely too close last night, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel good.Too good.

Guilt hits me hard and fast. I hate how I can’t get a hold of my emotions when it comes to Hunter, but I need to. There’s no denying I miss having someone close to me, someone to hold me, to touch and kiss. Brandon and I were together for two years and losing that has been worse than a painful breakup because there’s no chance of closure.

Hunter makes me feel things, and I don’t know if it’s because I miss Brandon and I’m projecting them onto him or if it’s something else completely.

I shake my head, clearing it. There’s no time to think about that now. I’ll suppress my feelings until I’m forced to deal with them.

“Sure, go ahead. I’ll go see if my mom needs help with breakfast or anything.” I flash him a smile, hoping he relaxes.

“Okay.” He opens the door and walks out.

Do guys always wake up with morning wood? Brandon did occasionally, but now I’m wondering if it’s a regular occurrence for some men. My experience in that department is minimal, and I’m pretty sure Googling that question would lead me to some scary websites.

Grabbing my phone, I open my messages and text Sophie.

Lennon

Forgot to tell you we made it here safe and sound. Mom and Dad love Hunter (shocker, right?) and today is when the REAL fun begins.

Sophie

About damn time, woman! I wasn’t sure if they kicked your asses out or not. I mean, based on the situation, it was kind of a toss-up.

Lennon

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