Page 76 of Only Ever Yours

Hales: Hey, just letting you know we’re heading to the hospital for a check. I started with contractions early this morning, and the on-call doctor said to go to the ER. I will let you know once we hear something. Love you, bestie!

Oh, shit. Excitement rushes through my body, and I jump up out of bed, then take off running down the hall to Jaydon's bedroom. I don’t even knock, just barge in.

“Jaydon!” I whisper-shout, but surprisingly find him already on the phone. His room is pitch black, but I can see the light from the phone pressed to his ear.

When he speaks, I immediately know he's on the phone with Ryan. “Yeah, okay. Just let us know what's going on. Tell my sister I love her. Talk with you soon, later.”

The moment he pulls the phone away from his ear, I can't control myself. I'm so nervous and excited. She’s my best friend, but she feels more like a sister in every sense. She treats me better than my real sister.

I step right beside the bed where he's lying before realizing how close I am to him. He’s only inches away.

“So, what did he say? How's Haleigh? What's going on?” I have endless questions as I twist my hands like a giddy schoolgirl in my oversized sleep shirt, waiting for his answer.

After putting his phone back on the nightstand, he lies back on his pillow, putting his muscular arm behind his head. Taking his time, his eyes give my body a once-over before speaking.

“He said she's fine, the contractions aren’t that close yet, but since she is almost four weeks early, they wanted her to come in to check her out. The doctor didn’t seemconcerned about it and told them she's far enough along that the baby would be fine if born now.”

That settles my nerves a bit. “Okay, well, that sounds reassuring… I was so nervous when her text woke me up. So, Ryan's gonna call us back with an update, right?”

He only nods.

The light filtering in from the hallway, which I turned on in my mad dash, is shining through his bedroom door, casting a glow over his body and revealing his bare chest in the process. Fuck. How did I not see this sooner?

My gaze continues to glide over his rippled body, and the covers are all the way down, bunched around his waist. I see the contour of his body highlighted like a V when my eyes reach his lower half, and my thighs clench on instinct.

My eyes snap back to his, waiting for an answer. I can tell he's studying me with that unreadable expression he wears so well. I stand there, barely breathing, my fingers nervously twisting the hem of my shirt. His eyes glance down at my hands once more, lingering, and even with the low lighting, I can see a flash of something in his eyes.

Before I know what's happening, he reaches out, wrapping his arm around my waist, and I'm being picked up off the floor.

I yelp at the surprise, “Jaydon! What the hell are you doing?”

He pulls me across his hard body, and I roll in beside him on the bed. Then he reaches down, pulling the covers up over both of us. A waft of his fresh scent hits my nose, pulling me in. The warmth from his body and strong arms wrapped around me soothe me in a way I didn’t know I needed.

My back presses into his chest, his nose brushing the shell of my ear as he pulls me tighter. “Peachy, don’t ever think you are going to come into my fucking bedroom and not end up in my fucking bed.”

I roll my eyes, even though I know he can't see my face. “Oh my god, you know that’s not why I came in here!”

“I don’t give a fuck why you came in here, Peachy… you were standing beside my goddamn bed in a fucking t-shirt—MYfucking t-shirt—that you stole from me, wearing nothing but your fucking skimpy-ass underwear underneath, and you think my dick’s not gonna get hard?”

Oh, shit. I totally forgot that I took off my shorts before getting into bed.

“Oh, fuck.” I release a breath as I say the words.

“Yeah,oh fuckis right… because now you’re stuck in here with me. Do you fucking know what happens to a man when they see you wearing their clothes?”

I hide my face in my hands because I really don’t know where to put them at this point. “No, I honestly don’t know because I'm not a man, Jay.”

I can feel his body shake with silent laughter behind me, “Well, how about you turn around, and I will let you feel what it does to me…”

I groan inwardly.

I want so badly to turn around and let Jaydon have his way with me; I want to press my ass against his groin to see if he's telling the truth—which I'm sure he is—but I also know I can't. If I do that, then it's game over, written on the fucking walls that he will end up deep inside me, and I will be screaming into his pillows.

I always find myself in this situation with him. However, it usually involves alcohol beforehand. I’ve always wanted this man, but that was before he fucked around with my sister.

I push up on my forearm, needing to get out of here, “I think I'm just going to go. We can't do this. I'm going back to my room. I shouldn’t have even come in here.” I try to crawl back over him the same way he pulled me in.

Big fucking mistake.

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