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CHAPTER 6

Eve

What is that?Somethingis in my bed.Swiftly, I jerk away.What the hell is that?Ah, yes.It's.Him.I must've fallen asleep.I'm surprised that he didn't wake me up to take him back to his car.He doesn't strike me as the type that concerns himself with the REM cycle needs of others.Looking at the time on my phone, I notice that it's plugged up.Not only did he not wake me up, but he plugged up my phone?An enigma.This man is an enigma.It's 3:15 a.m., and that's way too early to be up on a Saturday.Wait, he's an athlete.Does he have practice?Does he have a job or anywhere that he needs to be?I chuckle to myself.No way does he have a job.That car of his screams generational wealth and a trust fund.

It's pitch black in the room, but my eyes have always adjusted well to the dark.He's sleeping so peacefully.I haven't seen him look like this.He's absolutely beautiful.No flaw to be found on his perfect face.Meanwhile, my face and body are a map of unremembered pain.

His phone is on the other bedside table.Would he have remembered to set an alarm?I can check his Home Screen for an alarm, right?Yeah, that's what I should do.I get out of bed and creep over to where his phone sits on the table.Picking it up and looking at the Home Screen, searching for the alarm icon, I hear, "Going through my phone already?It's kind of early in the relationship for that, isn't it?"

Maintaining my composure by the skin of my teeth, "I was checking to see if you had set an alarm.I thought you might have somewhere to be this morning, and I didn't want you to miss it."He reaches out and grabs me by the waist, pulling me back into the bed.Flipping us so that I'm back on my side of the bed and my face is flush with his chest, he inhales deeply.

I start to protest when he slaps me on the ass and says, "Shhhhh.It's Saturday morning.Go to sleep."

This bossy asshole is begging to catch these hands but, lucky for him, he's right.I'm sooooo comfortable with him wrapped around me and I'm still very sleepy.Welcoming the peaceful quiet that tugs at my mind, I drift away.

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I wake up doing my best impression of Saran Wrap plastered to the gorgeous, muscular, warm body beside me.This feels so much better than it should...for safety reasons.Heart safety.My cheek is on his chest, so I can't see his face but, gauging from his breathing, I think he's still asleep.Slowly and ever so carefully, I begin unwrapping my limbs from the lean Adonis in my bed.As I pull my upper body away from him, I can see his face for the first time.He's looking down at me with a knowing, sardonic smile.

"Going somewhere, Wildcat?"

Wildcat?This fucking guy.He's trying to get under my skin.Not going to happen.

"Nowhere, Cupcake."

One side of his mouth quirks up at the cheesy endearment.

"I have extra toothbrushes if you want to brush your teeth before I take you to your car."

I get up and walk to the bathroom.I'm still brushing my teeth when Adam walks in and opens the top drawer.He stares inside the open drawer and asks, "You must have a lot of sleepovers to equip your bathroom with four extra toothbrushes."

His voice is low and gravelly, but it's not from sleep.He seems...angry?Why is he angry about a stash of toothbrushes?

"You're my first, actually."

His head jerks toward me and he's studying me AGAIN.He seems to always be studying me.

"Your first?"

"My first sleepover.I've never shared a bed with anyone, not even V."It's only now that I take a moment to think that over.Why?Is that weird?Of course it's weird.He must think so too.

He continues staring at me for a moment before reaching for the toothpaste.I finish and walk out of the bathroom.I'm so thankful for that private bathroom.Vaughn and I both have our own.It was a major draw for the apartment.Not that I needed it with Vaughn and Eli as the main prize.I would live in a shoebox with those two but if there's anything I have an unyielding appreciation for, it's privacy.

Adam comes out of the bathroom and sits on the side of my bed.I have gathered the clothes I plan to wear today, and I start toward the bathroom when Adam snatches the items from my hands.

I lunge at him and attempt to wrestle the clothes from his hands.He chuckles softly as though fighting me off is more funny than challenging.He must decide this isn't funny anymore because he grabs me and throws me onto the bed.Before I can react, he's sliding his body over mine.He is on top of me AGAIN.Only this time, instead of pinning my legs between his, he uses his knees to spread my legs so that he can settle his hips between them.

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