18

MORE THAN FRIENDS

The next morning, Justine opened her eyes and looked at Garrett sleeping next to her in her bed.

She hadn’t planned that he’d spend the night, but she’d fallen asleep after she came for a second time.

Then again, she’d never come twice in one night like that. Not unless there were a few hours break in between and that was only a few times.

“Morning,” he said.

She turned her head to look at him. His eyes were open but sleepy. Other than that, nothing looked different. His hair was slightly messy but not horrible. His trimmed beard looked the same too.

“Good morning.”

“I can hear you thinking. I hope it’s not a bad thought,” he said.

“No,” she said. “Not thinking at all other than I’m sorry I fell asleep last night on you.”

“I’m not,” he said. “Maybe I wore you out in a good way.”

“Oh,” she said, snuggling under his arm. “You did.”

“You look cute with bedhead,” he said.

She could hear the humor in his voice but couldn’t see his face now that she was under his arm. But she turned and got on his chest to look at him.

“I normally put it in a ponytail, but it falls out anyway. I just don’t like it on my face.”

He pushed it back behind her ears for her.

A gentle caress more than anything else.

“I like when I can see your face,” he said. “It’s very expressive.”

“Not usually,” she said. “Must just be you.”

“I’m glad about that too. Not having any regrets?”

“No,” she said. “None at all. I don’t know what we’ve got.”

His smile dropped and she didn’t want to insult or hurt him and maybe shouldn’t have brought it up.

Just because she slept with him didn’t mean she was ready for anything serious.

“It’s fine,” he said. “We can be more than friends, exclusive, and have fun without complicating things.”

“I agree,” she said. “It’s more than friends, Garrett. I don’t sleep with guys lightly. I hope you know that.”

“I do,” he said. “Especially when you said it’d been years.”

She laughed. “I’m picky. But you know, I’m not here long.”

He put his finger to her lips. “We aren’t going to go there again,” he said. “There are too many options and no reason to even think about it at this point.”

“Agreed,” she said, moving off of him.

“I take it you’re ending the conversation?” he asked.