Page 16 of Snow, Ice, and Spice
The corner of his mouth hooks up in a half-smile, not a trace of smugness. More like amusement. My skin starts to tingle at just how sexy that is.
“I think this is our first conversation that wasn’t an argument. Point for us,” Theo teases.
“I guess you’re right.” Heat flashes across my skin. “I like it.”
A grin plays on his lips. “You like what, Maya?”
His voice is low and soft with an edge of growl to it. I really,reallylike that.
“Getting along with you,” I say. “Talking to you without arguing. It’s nice.”
His half-smile goes full and there’s a flash in his eyes. “I really like it too.”
Another stretch of silence passes between us. This time the air feels charged…but in a good way. Like there’s a current of electricity flowing between us. It’s exciting. Enlivening, even.
Theo’s gaze turns expectant the longer he looks at me. He opens his mouth to say something, but then his phone rings from his room.
He twists his head around to look down the hall before looking back at me. “I should get that.”
“Of course.”
He walks off and I stand there for a full minute, my brain struggling to process two things.
One: That was the most pleasant conversation Theo and I have ever had—and it kicked off with me barging in on him naked.
And two: I’m undeniably attracted to Theo.
Chapter7
Maya
Ilie in bed, tossing and turning, unable to get the image of naked Theo out of my brain.
It’s been almost twelve hours since I’ve seen him in his birthday suit and I can’t for the life of me get him off my mind. I tried everything. I avoided him the entire rest of the day, making sure to eat my meals in my bedroom and avoid the common spaces of the house. I did a ninety-minute yoga session in my room and thought of Theo the whole time. I tried meditation before bed, but every time I tried to clear my mind and focus on my breath, images of Theo’s ridiculously gorgeous body would flash in my mind. Those abs, those shoulders, those quads…all those hard lines running across his body…his peaches and cream skin…his impressive cock…
I turn over and shove my head into my pillow, softly groaning to myself.
I shouldn’t be thinking any of these naughty thoughts about Theo. Up until this morning, I couldn’t stand him…
As soon as the thought materializes in my brain, I roll my eyes.
What the hell does liking someone have anything to do with finding them attractive?
A faint ache pulses between my legs.
Seriously, body? This is how you’re going to act? Like a horny animal?
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. For a second I wonder how the hell I got here, how seeing Theo naked has completely changed how I feel about him. But when I think about it, I know it’s not just a physical thing. I’ve been aware of Theo’s attractiveness ever since the night I met him, but that didn’t stop me from loathing him.
I admit to myself that it was the way he handled me barging in on him that started to turn things around. He was so kind about it. He treated it like it was no big deal. And I could tell while we talked it out that he was going out of his way to make sure that I was comfortable moving forward.
That’s why I can’t get him out of my mind. Because I’m starting to realize that Theo is more than the cocky douchebag I’ve pegged him as. I’ve seen that he can be sweet and considerate too—and that, combined with his nuclear hotness, is attractive as fuck.
The ache between my legs intensifies. My clit is throbbing. I bite my lip as my heartbeat kicks up. There’s no way I’m going to be able to fall asleep when I’m this turned on.
I check the clock on my nightstand. Just past midnight. I heard Theo pad to his room down the hall well before ten o’clock this evening. I’d bet anything he’s sleeping right now.
I let out a slow, steady breath and climb out of bed. As quietly as I can, I tip-toe to my bedroom door and crack it open. I peek my head out and look in the direction of Theo’s room. I can’t see any light coming from underneath his door, which means he’s sleeping.
