Page 49 of Catching the Captain

“Chinese food for a late night snack is the best thing ever.”

“It is, but I’m already regretting it. Especially because I’m too full to move. I might have to sleep on this island.” She rubs her hands back and forth over the smooth granite. “Actually, I think this is bigger than my bed at the townhouse. And it’s cold, so I won’t overheat while I’m sleeping.” She stretches her upper body over it and pretends to snore.

I laugh. “This house has central air, so you’re not going to overheat unless you cuddle with me all night.”

“That might be hard to do since you’ll be in your bed and I’ll be in mine,” she states matter-of-factly.

And I don’t like her answer at all.

My forehead dips between my brows, making a deep crease. “What are you talking about? You’re sleeping in my bed with me.”

She rolls her lips inward and shakes her head. “You go to your bedroom and I’ll go to mine.”

What the fuck?

I pinch the bridge of my nose before my eyes return to her. “Are you deliberately screwing with me?” My voice deepens.

Her eyes widen, exposing the white area around her irises. Her fingers pluck at the hem on the t-shirt of mine she’s wearing. “Not at all.”

“What could possibly be your reasoning for us to sleep in separate rooms?” I ask, trying to stay calm.

“Just because we had sex doesn’t mean we have to spend all our nights together. We can be in a relationship, but I don’t want it to feel like I’ve moved in with you,” she explains.

It’s taking a lot of effort to stay calm.

I scratch my thickly stubbled chin. “But youhavemoved in with me. Don’t you get that?”

“No, I’m staying here temporarily.”

Goddamn, she’s frustrating me right now.

I slip from the barstool and walk to the other side of the island.

“What are you doing over there?” she asks.

“I’m trying to keep from paddling your ass,” I state bluntly.

“As if I’d let you,” she sasses back, tempting me to do it right now.

“You’d be begging for it by the time I’m done with you.”

At the least, she’d be begging for a certain part of me.

She angles her head, studying my face. “Are we having our first fight?”

My thunderous expression lightens and my lips slightly curve. “We might be.” Ambling back around the island, I throw her over my shoulder without preamble. She lets loose a shrill sound that makes me laugh. I place a hand on her naked ass to hold her in place and race from the kitchen.

“What are you doing?” she squeals.

I bound up both sets of stairs, taking them two at a time all the way to the third floor. “I’m taking you to my room where you belong.”

I push the door open and drop her onto my bed. She bounces from the force and my t-shirt rides up, revealing her lack of underwear. Placing a knee on the mattress, I crawl up between her legs and she gives me a questioning look.

“It’s time to make up,” I say, closing my mouth over hers.

CHAPTER15

RORI

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