flexed and tightened.
“So I can’t kiss you?” His voice was completely composed.
He knew what I meant, and he was testing me. I needed to
put a stop to it before he got the upper hand.
“You can touch me and kiss me, but that’s it. If you
consent, we’ll sleep next to each other, if you don’t…”
“And if I don’t?” He prompted.
I shrugged and smiled.
“I’ll see if Jenna is in the mood for a pillow fight.” I
answered tartly.
Landon blinked rapidly, as if he couldn’t believe the
words that were coming out of my mouth.
“What the fuck is this about Clea?”
I wrapped my lips around my teeth to suppress a satisfied
grin.
“You love to test my resolve. I think it’s my turn to test
yours.”
His face sobered and I could hear a light snort.
“I think you’re getting cocky baby.”
He stepped towards me and spoke inches from my face.
“Well then, game on, Miss Determination.”
Landon’s tone was hot and defying. My insides were on
fire.
He walked past me and inside the house.
“Does this mean I sleep with you, or Jenna?”
I yelled after him.
“Whichever you want, baby.”
He disappeared inside the kitchen. I held still for a
moment to regain my senses. The defiance in his tone suggested that he didn’t
think I’d resist him if I chose to sleep next to him, or that maybe I wouldn’t
be able to sleep without him. I didn’t know which one, but I still had some
time to settle.
Chapter
VII
I cursed inwardly as my back hit the hard floor. I’d felt
someone’s presence behind me and jolted up from the couch in a fuzzy state. Why
did I choose to sleep alone in this scary big house again?
Ah, yes! I didn’t have a choice. It was either, sleep next
to my very challenging, possessive, hotheaded lover and take a risk to succumb
to his manipulation, or rain on Jenna’s parade.
So sofa, it was.
I rubbed my ass cheeks and carried myself back on the
vintage clic-clac.
“Morning Clea.” I jumped up again at Ryan’s cheerful
greeting and over-pitched tone.
“Check out what we got for ya’.”
His mood forced a smile on my face. Jude opened the
blinds, making me squint at a bright winter sunshine. He leaned down to press a
kiss on my temple.
“Good morning sweetie.” His voice had a tender, blissful
ring.
Jude handed me a yellow mug, to match the sunlight; the
smell of the freshly brewed coffee gave a boost to my senses.
“Thank you guys, I needed this.” I took a sip of the black
liquid and welcomed the oozing warmth of it.
“You like?” Ryan’s voice was dripping with energy and pure
happiness.
I frowned, not understanding what he was referring to. He
gestured to the mug, and I noticed the carving ‘Juju loves his Boo.’
I grinned broadly and jumped to my feet to press a kiss to
Jude’s cheeks. “I love you too, thank you.”
He wrapped his arms around me, “Ryan got you one, too.”
“Thank you, guys. Where did you buy them from?”
Ryan lounged on his back and started recounting their
morning. They went to the flea market at a town nearby, and spent time shopping
for their apartment. They found an old warehouse that was converted into an
artisan market. They ordered a tea table and a bookcase, and bought some gifts
for me and Jenna.
“Are you guys up for a run?” I suggested, feeling the need
to let off some steam.
“I’m sore, but I’m in, as long as you don’t go all
Gammoudi on me.”
I laughed at Ryan’s comment and walked out of the living room.
I turned midway, “Hey, what time is it? Why are we the
only ones up?”
“It’s seven.” Jude announced, making me choke on my coffee.
His face brightened, “We woke up to watch the sunrise from
the boathouse.” Ryan’s eyes sparkled tenderly.
It was refreshing to see the new scenery. I didn’t miss
the bad smells around the park, back in the city. I loved the smell of the cold
air on my cheek, the smooth cooling from the sun. It wasn’t something I usually
liked.
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