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Henry’s gaze shot up to me immediately, his eyes darkening. “I literally just came,” he said, his voice breaking into a cough as he shook his head. “Came in the door, I mean.”
“I see,” I said, watching his pink tongue dart out to lick his lips.
A part of me wanted to drop my towel right there and really give him something to lick, because the unexpected heat that had formed in his gaze was driving me wild.
It was almost as if… as if maybe, Henry felt this undeniable connection too.
But I got the feeling Henry wasn’t the type to take risks, so I needed to tread carefully.
“Any… anyway, I was just setting my alarm,” he said hurriedly, keeping his gaze fixed on mine as I pulled out my boxers from the dresser. I made a point to hold his gaze as I dropped my towel, waiting to see if he’d take the bait.
Henry bit his lip, swallowing harshly, but he didn’t look. Not even a glance.
Though by the scarlet flush in his cheeks, he didn’t need to.
Well, I’ll be damned.
“Can you believe my sister expects us all up at the ass crack of dawn? It’s absurd! We are supposed to be relaxing…” I said, snapping the band on my boxers until they smacked my skin.
Henry pulled his legs up, crawling underneath the covers as he looked away. “Yeah… right. Relaxing,” he said with a sigh as he lay on his side, presenting his back to me as he touched the base of his lamp on his side, making the room darken.
And just like that, the spell was broken, and Henry had clammed up once more.
I sighed in defeat. Judging from Henry’s reaction, I knew perhaps he felt something. I just wasn’t sure if it was something he wanted to act on. Though why he would fight such feelings, I did not know, but I garnered whatever the reason was, it must be a good one. No one goes through life with walls like that unless they’d been shattered before.
Which made me want to find the man responsible for such atrocities and give him a piece of my mind.
“Goodnight, Grayson,” Henry murmured as I slid into my side of the bed, careful to leave an ample amount of space between us. A part of me wanted to pry, to press. To tell him it was okay, he didn’t have to hide from me, but as I opened my mouth, I heard the softest sound coming from him.
Almost like a purr.
I watched the rise and fall of his shoulders as he breathed, his breath slow and steady, and the sound of his soft snores filling the quiet air. The light from my side illuminated him.
I didn’t know Henry well yet, but I knew he deserved every bit of light and happiness this world had to offer, and whoever had made him think otherwise would get their just desserts.
Karma, and all.
Suddenly, exhaustion hit me and the sound of his soft snores were almost melodic, hypnotizing even. I couldn’t help but smirk, knowing there was no use fighting the slumber I was about to fall into.
“Goodnight, Henry,” I whispered as I touched the lamp on the nightstand.
CHAPTER 21
Henry
I curled closer to the warmth that surrounded me. The air smelled faintly of lavender and sage, a most relaxing scent. I fell into that scent, into the pit of warmth. I hadn’t felt so relaxed in awhile, and certainly not since Grayson showed up the other night.
Grayson…
His name filled my consciousness, along with thoughts of his perfect lips, of his dark, inviting eyes, and that dead-sexy smirk he was always wearing. I shifted my position closer to the fire, groaning in satisfaction. I could feel the head of his cock brushing against my ass, and I let out a deep groan as I arched my back, seeking more of the friction.
My own cock was already alert and aware, no doubt reeling from my sexy dream state. Warm fingers slid over the waistband on my pajama pants, a leg threading through mine as he pulled me closer.
I didn’t want the dream to end, but my alarm broke the veil of ecstasy.
I reached out instinctively to shut it off, and then I realized in absolute horror, I wasn’t asleep, and I certainly wasn’t dreaming.
My hand hovered over my phone as my gaze settled on a hand across my stomach, and I felt the vivid, sizeable hardness pressed against my ass.