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“No,” I laugh.
“Alright then. Change and lie down,” he says.
I nod and he turns to go to the bathroom. When he shuts the door behind him, I stand up and look at the shirt in my hands again. I have so many thoughts running through my head right now. In the forefront of all of it is that fucking dream.
I get changed and allow myself to think about that dream. I pull the covers back and crawl into his bed with nothing but his shirt on and a pair of underwear. I’m not always this wound up with trauma, and Matt reminds me that I am more than just my trauma. He relaxes me to the point where I can be myself, even if I am scared that my brother is going to come after me.
I decide to not turn the TV on and remain just in my thoughts. I am lying here listening to the water and I can’t help but imagine how things would go if I was in there with him. Would he take care of me and wash my hair, or would he pick me up and fuck me against the shower wall? He gives off major big dick energy, on top of feeling how he was hard with me in his lap. He was trying really hard to suppress it, but he failed.
That leads my thoughts straight into wondering if he is fulfilling his own desire in there while thinking about me. Would he touch himself in there while I am lying in his bed? Fuck, if I heard that man moan my name in there, it would be too much for me to contain. I’m so lost in thought from accidentally arousing myself that I don’t realize he’s out of the shower.
“You okay?” he asks. I snap my head up to find him in just pajama bottoms.
God, he’s gorgeous. He looks exactly how I pictured him without a shirt. He has thick, bulging muscles that ripple across his chest, abdomen, and biceps.
“Aurora,” he says with a smirk as he walks over to the bed.
“Fuck,” I sigh and drape my arm over my face as heat floods my cheeks. I just got caught mid-dirty thought only to then essentially eye fuck him when I looked up at him.
Matt pulls the covers back and lies down before rolling me to face him. I go to hide my face but he cups my chin and prevents me from looking away from him as he gently runs his thumb across my flushed cheek.
“What were you thinking about?” he asks.
“Bad things,” I admit with a smile.
“I think I have a good idea,” he says, running his thumb across my lips. “You should sleep.”
“Well, I don’t want to sleep now,” I say and he chuckles.
“You’ve had a long day,” he says as he pulls me closer. I relax into him as he starts to gently rub my back. I wrap my arm around his abdomen to snuggle closer to him and try to focus on sleeping, rather than how it feels to be this close to him.
Chapter Fourteen
Mattia
I wake to find Aurora still snuggled up to my chest. We are lying on our sides, and she is facing me. I look at the clock on the wall behind her and I see that it is almost 7 o’clock.
Aurora lets out a small whimper in her sleep, so I reach back and turn the lamp on so I can see her better. I fear that she might have nightmares. I wish I could take all of this pain away.
There’s a soft knock at the door, followed by Luca slowly opening the door. “Hey,” he says quietly.
“Hey,” I say as I continue to watch her sleep.
“Everything okay?” Kaia asks as she comes in with Milo.
“I’m not even going to ask why you are still together at 7 o’clock in the morning,” I say, and Kaia giggles. “Yeah. I thought so.”
“I don’t know what you mean, brother,” Milo says as he sits at the end of the bed.
“Again. Is she okay?” Kaia asks as she and Luca sit on the bed as well.
“Yeah, I think so,” I say as she whimpers again.
“You sure?” Luca asks.
“I can’t tell if she’s having a nightmare or not,” I admit. Her breathing is quickened and she’s still making small noises in her sleep.
“Matt, really?” Kaia laughs.
