Page 38 of Hot Shot
Chapter sixteen
Madison
Idon’tremembermypillows or bed being this comfortable or warm. Maybe I turned the heat on last night or forgot to turn the fan on.
Last night.
Memories creep back in.
My car not starting.
Calling Hunter. Asking him to stay for dinner. Watching Netflix. Falling asleep on the couch with him.
That’s when it hits me that the warm pillow I’m snuggling is in fact not a pillow but Hunter’s very naked and very muscular chest.
Because you insisted he stay the night.
I peek down. Yep. That’s Hunter’s chest. Does he have a six pack or is that an eight pack?
Focus Madison.I squeeze my eyes shut.
At some point in the night, I became a spider monkey and draped myself over him. As I try to figure out how to untangle myself without waking him, he starts to chuckle, his chest shaking beneath my face.
What must he think of me?
He continues to laugh, a deep low rumble that causes my nipples to pebble beneath my shirt, and it’s all I can do to hold back a groan.
Is this what it would feel like to wake up with him every morning? All warm and comfortable. My mind wanders to what it would feel like to have him hovering over me, covering me with his heat and weight.
Taking a deep breath, I lift my head to see Hunter staring down at me, his lips tipped up into a sexy grin that I’m realizing I like seeing very much.
“Morning,” I croak.
“Good morning. Sleep well?”
“Sorry.” I untangle myself from him and sit up.
“I don’t mind.” He shoves his hands behind his head and watches me.
My face heats up at the way he’s blatantly staring at me. I can’t meet his eyes, too embarrassed about waking up on top of him, instead I use the moment to check him out. Yep definitely a six pack.
My gaze wanders lower to where the blanket is covering his lower body and I wonder if it’s as sculpted as his upper body.
What does he look like naked? What makes him moan?
What has gotten into me? I give myself a mental shake. We’re supposed to be friends. Friends don’t ogle each other like that.If you hadn’t friend zoned him, you’d be free to stare all you want, Madison.
“I’m going to go brush my teeth.” I jump out of bed and all but run to the bathroom.
Closing the door behind me, I brace myself against the sink and take a couple of deep breaths. My mind is spinning.
Last night I got the best sleep in months. Usually I wake up a couple of times in the night but last night I didn’t.
Was my good sleep simply due to being so tired? Did it somehow have to do with the man sharing my bed?
And last night, last night it felt great hanging out with Hunter. I didn’t realize how much I would enjoy his company.
I’ve never felt this way with a guy. Well maybe once upon a time with EJ but never likethat—watching Netflix and talking.EJ always wanted to be out doing something when we hung out.
