Page 27 of Hot for Her
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Emersyn
-SUNDAY MORNING-
Sunlight streamed in through the blinds, landing in stripes across my face. I blinked myself awake and tried to pinpoint my surroundings.
Unfamiliar walls, unfamiliar bed. I glanced down and saw that I was wearing a faded green and white hockey jersey from Riverside High, my high school’s rival.
When I realized that’s all I was wearing and that I wasn’t alone, I sat up, panicked.
Aiden lay next to me in a navy T-shirt and dark green flannel pajama bottoms. Before my mind processed that I was technically in bed with a man I barely knew, the events afterward came back to me. I’d lost control in the shower. He had dried me, dressed me, and cuddled me to sleep. Because I couldn’t function like a normal human after I saw what happened to Drew.
Drew.
I needed to check on Drew.
I reached for my cell phone and saw half a dozen missed calls from my mom. Then I saw the text I’d been praying for.
Drew’s mom saying he was awake, vitals were good, and his doctor said he was in stable condition.
It was as if I’d held my breath for the last eight hours and could finally exhale.
I threw the covers off and leapt to my feet.
“Aiden,” I said as gently as I could manage. “Aiden,” I repeated louder when he didn’t budge.
His eyelids flickered and for a brief moment, I savored the peaceful, beautiful image of him in bed.
“Drew’s awake. I need to get to the hospital. Please.”
He sat up and rubbed his eyes. “He okay?”
“Yes, I think so.”
“Okay. That’s awesome. I’m glad he’s okay. Let me just…” His gaze landed on me and he inhaled audibly.
I let my eyes dart to the side, away from his intense scrutiny. “Um, thanks for last night.” That sounded like I meant the orgasm, which I was grateful for, but not the focal point of the moment, so I clarified. “For staying with me at the hospital, and um, letting me crash here.” I was a babbling idiot, but it was the best I could do under the circumstances.
He rubbed the stubble on his chin. “No problem. I was glad to do it.”
I pulled on my jean shorts that were folded in a chair beside the bed. He’d washed my clothes.
“Would it be okay if I hung onto this?” I motioned to the jersey. It was silly, but I wanted something tangible I could keep to remind me of our time together before I likely never saw him again. I doubted he’d want to hang out much once he found out how old I was and that I wasn’t technically a college student.
“Yeah, of course. You can have it.”
After we both brushed our teeth, we made our way to his Jeep. He insisted on buying me a bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit from a drive through on the way. I ate about half of it, which was all I could manage with my stomach in knots. I just wanted to get to Drew.
“So…last night was…eventful,” I began after I’d eaten all I could.
Aiden glanced over at me. “You could definitely say that.”
I gestured to the jersey in my lap. “You saw me crying. And naked. Naked and crying.”
“I also saw you trying to help carry a man twice your body weight. Most people I know couldn’t have held it together as well as you did.”
“Doesn’t feel like it.” I put the half of my biscuit I couldn’t finish back in the bag. “Feels like lost my mind a little.”
