Page 30 of Mistletoe Omega
“Yes.”
“Why?” He sounded breathless. “Is something wrong?”
I shook my head. “I saw your clothes in the hall. I… I wanted to be sure you were okay.”
“I’m fine. But I’m glad you’re home safely.”
“Yeah?”
He pulled his dark brows together. “How’s Kale?” His voice had an edge.
“He’s fine.” I wasn’t sure why he seemed so grumpy. “Why do you ask?”
“No reason.”
I smiled. “He’s a nice guy. You’d like him.”
“Fuck, Kale,” he snapped.
Taken aback by his anger, I sat up straighter. “Why would you say that?”
He squeezed his eyes shut. “Never mind. I’m drunk. Ignore me.”
It began to dawn on me that he was acting like he was jealous. That gave me a jolt of excitement. “Kale is just a friend.”
He grunted.
“I don’t want him.” With him so close, it was tempting to touch him. But I tried to be good. “I’m… I’m serious.”
“It’s none of my business,” he grumbled.
“You don’t have to worry. I only have eyes for you, old man.”
“Yeah. Right.” He exhaled. “I’m pathetic.”
“What?” I squinted at him. “What are you talking about?”
He didn’t respond to my question. Instead he slurred, “I don’t know if you should be in here.”
I was frustrated with him. I knew he must be jealous, but I also knew he’d be too proud to admit that to me. I sucked in a fortifying breath, and I slipped my fingers onto his thigh.
He sucked in a sharp breath. “What are you doing?”
“Touching you.” I pushed my hand higher on his leg, the prickle of his silky hairs tickling my palm. The crotch of his boxers rose as I continued to touch him, proving he was turned on, just like me.
“Sam,” he sounded despondent.
“I’m sick of waiting. I know you want me too. You’re being so stubborn.”
“I’m trying to do the right thing.”
“Fuck the right thing.” I inched closer, slipping my hand under the leg of his boxers. The heat of his balls met my seeking touch, and I cupped them, rubbing my thumb over their swollen, fuzzy surface.
“Oh, God.” Moaning, he arched into my touch, expelling a shaky breath. “Sam.”
“Stop fighting this. I want you so bad I can’t sleep at night.”
“I’m so weak when it comes to you.”
