Page 32 of Happy Hour

Why?

Because I was completely inappropriate like that. When I was nervous, I giggled and right then, I couldn’t speak, I could barely even think so I giggled.

“Uhgg...Sway,” Jameson groaned once again covering his head with a pillow. “Stop laughing...head hurts...”

Well, at least he knows it’s me beside him.

This had me giggling even more because me, Sway Reins, slept with my best friend Jameson Riley.

“Oh...god...you have to stop laughing.” Jameson groaned again, tossing a pillow at me.

His legs tangled with mine under the sheets, his erection pressed against my thigh.

I had the sudden urge to stick my head under the sheets and get a good look at him since I didn’t see it last night. I refrained though.

I giggled once more, my head throbbing at the noise and causing Jameson to cringe and tighten his grip around my waist. “I swear togod...if you don’t stop, I will push you out of this goddamn bed.” He warned in a serious rough voice.

Eventually I stopped giggling and Jameson made no attempt to push me away or off the bed. Instead, he kept his arm firmly around my waist and his hips pushed against my thigh.

Before I could decide what was going to happen next, his cell phone started ringing on the nightstand beside me.

“Fuck...that’s worse than you laughing.” Jameson grumbled reaching over me pressing his chest against my own.

Completely on top of me, he answered the phone. “What?”

I was hyperventilating.

Let me take a moment here to really explain what kind of position we were in. I was lying on my back, legs spread, completely naked—kind of like last night. Jameson was completely naked as well, on top of me, between my legs with his camshaft pressing against my crankcase.

We were in quite the predicament here.

“What time do Ihaveto be there?” Jameson sighed. I could tell by the voice coming through the receiver that he was talking to Alley. “Wait...what time is it now?” Jameson looked around the room searching for a clock.

Glancing over my shoulder, I looked at the alarm clock to see that it was already four in the afternoon.

Great, my flight leaves at eight tonight.

I tried to push Jameson away so I could get up and get dressed but he grabbed my hand with his and pushed it above my head.

Apparently, I wasn’t going anywhere.

His eyes narrowed at me, shaking his head no. “Yeah—Alley, I’ll be there at six. I need a few...hours though.” Jameson added with a wink.

Say what?

Alley apparently wasn’t happy about this judging by the screaming. “Bye Alley.” He simply said tossing his phone on the floor.

My head turned, looking anywhere but in his eyes that I could feel penetrating me, speaking of penetrating, I could feel something else awfully close to penetration.

Jameson let go of my hands and placed his right hand against my cheek forcing me to look at him.

“Look at me, honey.” He asked softly kissing along my jaw.

I couldn’t help the tears that were forming. I tried—believe me I tried. When I finally looked at him, my emerald green meeting his smoldering green, I couldn’t place the emotion his held.

Why am I doing this to myself? You know this isn’t going to change anything. This is stupid and one of the worst idea’s you’ve ever had.

“You okay?” He asked leaning in to kiss me. His lips pressed to mine once, twice, three times and then his tongue grazed my lips. His other hand came up holding my face securely to his while he attacked my mouth with passionate hungry kisses that left me weak and incredibly vulnerable again.

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