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Brad fight since maybe middle of last year, Chase around the same time.”
    “Huh.” I
repeated. Man I was all kinds of brilliant tonight.
    Brandon's face
was guarded while he tried to understand my thoughts.
    “That's kind of
creepy, but kind of hot. Can I see you fight?”
    He smiled widely.
“If you want, I'm sure there's another one coming up in a few days.”
    “You don't know
when it is?”
    “Nope, I get a
call an hour before it's supposed to happen. Other people start finding out
about it after, that way there isn't enough buzz to attract unwanted
attention.”
    “Unwanted...like
cops?”
    “You're quick,”
He whispered against my neck and I shivered from his warm breath against my
skin, “Are you ready to go to sleep?”
    Not really, but
I nodded anyway. “Where are you going to sleep?”
    “I'll sleep on
the floor.” He kissed my nose and swept me into his arms like I weighed nothing
at all.
    “Holy crap!”
    He laughed and
pulled the comforter back on his bed before lowering me into it.
    “You do realize
I could have done that myself?” I said a little breathlessly.
    “Yeah, but
where's the fun in that?” He kissed a trail from my collarbone to right behind
my ear, “I'll be back in a few minutes.”
    I heard some
drawers open and shut before he left, and though I tried to calm myself enough
to fall asleep, I was still wide awake when the door opened about five minutes
later revealing Brandon in nothing but a pair of work out shorts. And dear Lord
that boy had an amazing body. My eyes were traveling up his torso and I thought
I saw something on his chest, but before I could look close enough, the door
shut and the room was dark again. He grabbed a pillow from the bed and dropped
to the floor. After a few more minutes I realized there was no way I was going
to fall asleep knowing he was down there. He had to be uncomfortable, and he
didn't even have a blanket.
    “Hey Brandon?”
    “Hmm?”
    I paused, and
almost talked myself out of it. But only almost. Leaning over the bed to look
down at where he was, I smiled and let my hand fall down to his chiseled chest.
I wanted nothing more than to run my hands all over his sculpted body, but I
wanted him wrapped around me more, “I don't want you to sleep down there.”
    “Oh, okay.” He
grabbed his pillow and walked towards the door.
    “What...where
are you going?”
    “To crash on
Drew's floor.”
    “Why?”
    “So you’ll be
okay to sleep, I’ll see you in the morning Harper. Sweet dreams.”
    This guy beats
the crap out of people on a regular basis, but is doing everything to make sure
I'm not uncomfortable? My God he's perfect. I chuckled and sat up, “No, I want
you in the room. I just don't want you on the floor.”
    “Are you sure?”
    “Come here.” I
held out my hand and waited for him to reach me. He took it and slid in next to
me before kissing my palm.
    “I really don't
mind sleeping on the floor if you're uncomfortable with this.”
    “I know.” I
smiled to myself as I curled my back into his chest and sighed happily. I was
right, it’s like I was made to be in his arms.
    “Can I ask you
something?”
    I laughed at
the same phrase that had practically started our night, “Of course.”
    “Why wouldn't
you see me tonight? After what Chase said?”
    Ugh, I'd
already forgotten about that. “I was embarrassed and kind of afraid of what
you'd think of me.”
    “What I'd think
of you? Why?”
    Apparently I'm
the only person who sees it this way. I turned to face him, “Because I'm weird.
Up until two weeks ago, I'd never been to a party, I'd never hung out with normal
guys my own age, and like Chase said –” 
    “Am I the first
person you've ever kissed?”
    I didn't answer
for a minute. “Yes.”
    He laughed and
trailed his fingers across my back in random patterns, “I would have never
known, you're an amazing kisser.”
    “You don't have
to try to make me feel better.”
    His next laugh
was a little louder,