Page 56 of His to Keep
I decide to play her game. “You know what? Maybe it is. But if cuddling you is the cost of you getting a good night's sleep and not having nightmares all night, then I'm willing to take one for the team.”
“Oh, wow.” She pretends to swoon. “You're so generous.”
“I've heard that a time or two.” I shift my hold on her ever so slightly. “Now, can I take you to bed, or are you going to keep arguing?”
“You did not just say that,” she says, but her words are lacking any real heat.
I shrug, and the motion jostles her, making her tits jiggle. “Pretty sure I did. Also pretty sure I'm tired. Pretty sure you're tired. So why don't we stop arguing and go to bed?”
“You're insufferable.”
I start toward the bedroom. “I've heard that a time or two, also.”
This time she just smiles. She might not ever admit it out loud, but I amuse her.I know I do.“Fine, Ellis. Take me to bed.”
A grin splits my lips as I cross the threshold. “Thought you'd never ask.”
Awkwardness descends as soon as I set her down at the foot of my bed.
“Um... Do you prefer a certain side?” she asks.
“Typically, the middle.” I smirk. “But, obviously that's out, and since you're the guest, your choice.”
She flips her hair over shoulder. “Aren't you a generous host?”
“Always. My mama would have my ass if I wasn't.”
“Okay, well, here goes nothing.” She climbs into the bed on the side farthest from my nightstand, giving me a spectacular view of her lush ass.
Serena, Dan, Chuck, Blaire...I work my way through the main cast, trying to think about anything other than her ass. It works mostly—I’m only halfway hard.
I strip my shirt off and she chokes. “What are you doing?”
“Getting ready for bed.” Theduhis heavily implied as I pop the button on my jeans.
“Um...”
My lips lift in a salacious smirk. “You mean to tell me you can sleep inthat? Nearly fucking naked. But I can't be comfortable in my own home, in my own bed?”
“We've been through this. I'm notnearly naked.”
I roll my eyes down the contours of her body. “I can see your nipples, Princess.”
She glances down and crosses her arms over her chest. “Fine, whatever.”
I finish unbuttoning my jeans, tug down the zipper, and kick them off before scooping up my dirty clothes and depositing them into the laundry basket in the corner of my room. Then I head to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face.
“You need to get in there?” I ask as I come out.
“Oh, yeah, that would be a good idea.” She darts back into the living room and grabs her bag and then rushes into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
I make myself comfortable on my side of the bed and settle in to wait. When she finally emerges, she crawls back into bed next to me, fluffs her pillow, and then flops onto her back.
“Why is this so awkward?”
I roll to face her, sliding one arm beneath my pillow. “Only as awkward as you make it.”
“Well then, I guess I get a gold star, huh?”
