Page 61 of My Scorned Best Friend

“YOU DIDN’T HAVE TO.”

Xavier

The best part of Alaska is the winters. My teammates think I’m crazy, but on lazy days when there are limited hours of sunlight and it’s snowing outside, you don’t have to make up an excuse to just lie in bed. The fact that I get Clara next to me now is a bonus I didn’t know I was missing.

Her hand flops over and slaps my stomach. She bolts up as if she didn’t expect me to still be here. I’ve had to go to the bathroom for the past two hours, but I didn’t want her to wake up and think I took off because I had second thoughts like last time.

Her hair is tangled, her lips swollen a delicious pink, and she’s naked. Male pride stirs in my chest at the thoroughly just fucked look on her. We spent the night in bed, only going down for some snacks, and tried to watch the rom-com again in her bed, but we didn’t make it very far into the movie.

“Hey,” I say.

Clara laughs before her hand covers her mouth, and she abruptly stops. She throws off the covers and runs into the bathroom, slamming the door. The faucet turns on immediately.

“What are you doing?” I shout.

“Just give me ten minutes.”

I stand and try the doorknob, but she’s locked it. Damn, my bladder is about ready to explode. “Open the door.”

“I have to at least brush my teeth.”

“I’ve smelled your morning breath more than once in my life. I don’t care. But I really have to go to the bathroom. Please open the door.”

She unlocks it, standing in the doorway with a toothbrush hanging out of her mouth. Her gaze flows down my body like water. “You’re naked,” she mumbles around the toothbrush.

“So are you.” I squeeze by her toward the toilet.

“X!”

“You want to hide things from each other? I mean, I’ve bought you tampons, I’ve held your hair when you’ve thrown up.” I hold my dick to go to the bathroom and she leaves but doesn’t shut the door. “Is that the compromise?”

I finish my business, flush, shut the lid, and wash my hands.

“We’re taking it slow,” she says, coming back into the bathroom.

My dick is already half chub and I place my hand on her cheek, drawing her closer to me. She finishes brushing her teeth while looking at me.

“I’ll pee in private if you’d like then.” I kiss the tip of her nose and grab my pants. “Tell me you have coffee?”

“Um…” She finishes her teeth brushing and joins me in the bedroom.

I toss on my shirt from last night.

“Sorry.” She comes out and opens her drawers. I admire her naked body. I know every inch of it now and in just one night, I’ve found more than one area that gets her really hot. Imagine if I had two nights. But sadly, I have to return to San Francisco tonight. “I ran out earlier this week and I’ve been at the library so much, I’ve been living on The Grind’s.”

“No problem. I’ll head out and grab us some. You want a muffin too?”

“Sure. I’ll just throw on some clothes and go with you.”

I walk back toward her and urge her away from the drawers and over to the bed. “You’re staying here, in bed, and I’ll be back with coffee and breakfast in bed. I don’t fly out until late, and I plan on spending all my time with you.”

“Too bad I have to work,” she reminds me.

My forehead falls to hers.

“But I can talk to Unessa. Maybe she’ll take over for me this afternoon.”

“Not if you tell her you’re hanging with me.” I raise my eyebrows.

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