Page 132 of Pucking Tangled
“Because I don’t want my parents or your parents to know what’s going on.”
Casey chuckled quietly. “They already know, Mia.”
“Shut up.” She playfully slapped his shoulder. “You know what I mean.”
“Fine. We’ll take your room. If you want my advice, maybe spend some time with Waylon tonight. Luca seems steady right now.”
She was almost taken aback by Casey’s advice. The fact that he was so attuned to what was going on around them made Mia’s heart squeeze in her chest.
He was right. Luca really seemed to be doing okay.
Waylon had put on a brave front for their parents, but she knew he was in his feelings from the phone call with his parents.
She’d go to him. If he turned her away, then she’d know he needed space. But something told her that he needed her more.
“Okay. I’m going to bed,” she yawned.
She kissed Casey and Owen goodnight, then headed upstairs.
All the bedroom doors were shut already, but she quietly knocked on Waylon’s, waiting for him to answer. When he did, he had that irresistible sexy smirk on his face as he lifted his arms and clasped the door frame over his head, leaning forward.
“So, we couldn’t have sexbeforethey got here, but you want to now?” he asked, waggling his eyebrows.
“Waylon!” she hissed quietly. “I can’t with you.” Mia shook her head and ducked under his arm to slip into his room. “I was going to ask if I couldsleepin here with you tonight. I told Casey and Owen to take my room.”
“Sure, Blondie. Come on in,” he joked, closing the door behind him.
“Be serious for two seconds. Please.”
Waylon ran a hand over his face and tried to school his expression to something more seriousjust for her.
“Would you mind my company tonight? I know it’s been a long day, and you’ve got an early morning ahead of you so…”
“Mia,” Waylon interrupted. “You never have to ask, baby.”
“Thank you. Now, can I borrow a shirt to sleep in?”
“You want to sleep in my shirt?” He smirked.
“Guess those two seconds of seriousness are up.” She rolled her eyes.
Waylon shrugged, flashing her an innocent look that she knew wasn’t innocent at all. “Can I at least undress you?”
The man really was incorrigible.
“Waylon, you and I both know that if you undress me, we’re not going right to sleep.”
“Baby, doesn’t matter if I undress you or you do it yourself. I can promise you, I’m still going to be rock hard and wanting to make love to you,” he said, handing her a clean t-shirt from his dresser. “Maybe don’t even bother putting the shirt on. Yet.”
“I love you. But I amnothaving sex with you while two sets of parents are in this house.”
“I bought a ball gag. We can see if that helps,” he teased, settling back under the covers in his bed.
“You did not!” Mia gasped. “When…where? You know what? No. Don’t answer that.” She held up her hands in defeat. “I don’t want to know right now.”
Because the thought alone had her pussy wet, and she was determined that they werenotgoing to have sex tonight. No matter how bad they wanted to.
“Can you close your eyes?” she asked, settling her hands on the hem of her tank top.
