Page 48 of Flirting With Fire
Dex grinned up at me. “It’s okay, big guy. It’s been a long day. We both need food and sleep.” He pulled two pairs of sweats out of a dresser drawer and threw one of them at me. I tugged them on. They were tight and a little short in the leg, but I didn’t care.
“Lead on.”
We collapsed on the couch, and I divided up Alejandra’s food between us as Dex put on a movie. I was so hungry, I barely paid attention to what I was eating. Then we relaxed and watched the movie, something with explosions. I fell asleep again and woke to the end credits.
Dex was rubbing his eyes. “I think it’s officially time for bed.”
“I should let my mom know in case she’s worried.”
“Good idea. Where do you want to sleep?”
“Your bed.” It had been a grueling day, but all I wanted was to sleep in Dex’s arms. As he tidied up, I pulled out my phone and tapped a quick message to my mom, saying I’d be back in the morning. I didn’t get a response, but I wasn’t surprised. Mom tended to go to bed early.
“Ready?” Dex stood in the doorway.
I put my phone away and smiled at him. “Ready.”
He held out his hand. I took it, and he led me into his bedroom again. I glanced around the large room. I hadn’t paid much attention to it before, too intent on fooling around, but I liked it. It felt comfortable and soothing. Still unnerved by the nightmare, I wanted to wrap Dex in my arms and pull the comforter over our heads to keep us safe.
We did little more than clean our teeth in the bathroom. Dex produced a new toothbrush for me. Then we stripped off the sweats and collapsed into his bed. He flicked off the light on the nightstand and tugged me into his arms. I laid my head on his chest, hearing the reassuringthump thumpof his heart.
Suddenly, his chest heaved under my ear. Concerned, I raised my head. “Dex, you okay?” Then he snorted and I realized he was laughing. “Dex?”
“Sorry, I’m just thinking about the day. Talk about stressful.”
“You can say that again,” I said ruefully. “Starting my new job. A lunch date with you to finalize my new home and being trapped in a cave for the afternoon.”
“It ended well, though.”
My dick twitched at the lust in his voice. “Are you talking about the blowjob or the nightmare?”
“I didn’t share the nightmare,” he pointed out. “Just the blowjob. It was plenty fine for me. And I gave you dinner and a movie, too.”
They were plenty fine for me too. and if I had any energy I’d ask for a repeat performance. But all I wanted was to sleep. I kissed along his jaw, hearing his breath catch. “Thank you.”
“What for?”
“For being you.”
“You’re welcome.” Dex pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Today would have sucked without you being there.”
I settled, closed my eyes, listening to the soft sound of his breathing, feeling the gentle rise and fall of his chest. I had no idea today was going to end like this, but I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.
I flung out an arm to turn off the dang alarm, which threatened to drill a hole through my head. It connected with something solid.
“Ow! Fuck!”
I opened my eyes at the muffled cry to see Dex with a hand over his nose. “What happened to you?” Even in the low light of the bedside lamp, I saw him glare at me over his fingers.
“What happened to me? Are you kidding?”
I sat up, confused. “Your nose is bleeding.” I looked around and grabbed tissues from a box on the nightstand. “Here.”
His scowl deepened as he plucked them from my hand and pressed them to his nose. “No shit, Sherlock. Do you bench press tree trunks?”
“I hit you?” I was still half asleep, and my brain was taking its time catching up. “I turned off the alarm.”
“Iswitched off the alarm. You just assaulted me.”
