Page 89 of Mr. Edwards
She’s so damn cute when she’s mad.
Chapter 20
Grayson
I crack my eyes open when I hear a boom of thunder, alerting me to the rain that’s now steadily drumming against the roof of the tent.
“Shit,” I mumble, lifting my arm that’s draped around Carlee’s waist and scrubbing my hand over my face. She’s still fast asleep and sprawled across my chest.
If the rain doesn’t let up, we’ll need to pack up and head to the cabin for the duration of our stay. Maybe that’s for the best given everything that happened last night. A smile tugs at my lips at the thought.
Sweeping the blonde locks back from her face, I lift my head, brushing my lips across her skin. My back protests as I do. I’m not sure I could endure another night sleeping on the hard ground anyway. There’s a patch kit in the box the air mattress came in, but I’m yet to inspect the damage. It may be beyond repair.
Gently moving Carlee off me, I sit up, cricking my neck from side to side. I feel stiff all over, and I need to piss. I don’t even bother dressing, there’s nobody around here but us. I exit the tent and lift my arms above myhead, stretching out my weary muscles once I’m standing to full height.
The rain beats down on my skin as I survey the campsite. Whatever was lurking around is long gone. I shake my head and chuckle to myself as I again think about the shenanigans last night brought with it. Although Carlee’s vulnerable side tugs at my heartstrings, I’m sure even she’ll be able to laugh about it in the light of day.
“It’s raining.”
I glance over my shoulder to see Carlee’s sweet face popping out of the tent. I love her sleepy morning look. Her hair is sticking up all over the place, but she still gets my heart racing.
“Morning, sunshine. How did you sleep?”
“Surprisingly well… considering.”
When I let out a small laugh, her eyes slightly narrow.
I walk around the back of the tent, out of view. “Hey, where are you going?”
“To take a leak.”
“Charming.”
“Well, you asked.”
“I need to go too, is the bear still hanging around?”
I chuckle again. I doubt it was a bear.
By the time I’m done, Carlee emerges from the tent wearing only my T-shirt and a pair of unlaced pink Converse on her feet. It’s raining quite heavily, so the shirt is already starting to cling to that sexy body of hers as the water soaks through the fabric. My cock starts to harden, but he’s going to have to wait. I’ve got to pack up camp and move us somewhere dryer.
“Why don’t you go sit in the car while I pack up? I don’t want you getting sick.”
“We’re leaving?”
“I need to get you somewhere dry.”
“But…”
“Babe, we’re not going home, I’m taking you to my uncle’s cabin.” I’ll need to call him first, but I’m sure there won’t be a problem. “So, be a good girl and get in the car. This won’t take long.”
She places her hands on her hips and I know the sass is coming. “I’m helping. I’m already wet, and I don’t want you to get sick either, so stop your bitching.”
I shake my head as the corners of my lips tug up.
This woman.
“Are you serious?” Carlee screeches as the cabin comes into view.
