Page 50 of Hard Rock Love
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Itried to concentrate on the movie — Harry Potter was my favorite, after all — but Seth’s proximity was too distracting.
We’d settled on the sofa next to each other with a blanket covering our legs and a huge bowl of popcorn perched on our thighs between us. Our hands touched as we both reached for popcorn at the same time. His delicious scent filled my nostrils. His body heat seeped into mine.
As the movie progressed, we drifted closer and closer, until I was snuggled down into his side, his arm around my waist and my head tucked under his chin.
Every bit of it took my attention away from the action on the screen. Good thing I’d already seen it about a dozen times, or I would have missed ninety percent of the movie.
“That was really good,” Seth said as the credits rolled. “It was interesting, seeing what things they cut out that were in the book.” He reached into the bowl only to find it empty and gave me a doleful look. “Did you eat the last of the popcorn on me?
“I only had a few handfuls,” I said. “The rest was all you.”
“I guess that’s why I feel so full. I better watch out or I’m going to start putting on pounds.” He patted his perfectly flat, toned belly and I had the sudden urge to tear off his shirt and see exactly how perfect his body was.
I averted my eyes before I could be caught staring and took the bowl from his lap to set it on the coffee table in front of us. All that was left were unpopped kernels. He really had eaten every last one.
“So you enjoyed the movie?” I asked.
“I enjoyed as much of it as I could, considering all my attention was on the hot girl in my lap.”
I couldn’t help a shy, pleased smile from spreading across my face.
“I had the same problem,” I told him.
“You had a hot girl in your lap, too?” he replied. “That sounds like a recipe for a threesome.”
I snorted a laugh before pausing.
“Have you really had threesomes before?” I asked. “That’s such a typical rock star thing.”
“I haven’t, actually,” Seth said. “I never really got the mechanics. How do you manage so many limbs and body parts?” He shook his head ruefully. “Nah, I don’t have the concentration for that kind of thing. Satisfying one girl at a time is all my attention span can handle.”
My mind immediately went to some naughty places, imagining how and in what various ways Seth might satisfy me. I could think of a dozen interesting scenarios.
“You’re thinking dirty things, aren’t you?” Seth grinned. “You’re turning red.”
“I’m not.” Flustered, I stood from the sofa and fiddled with the remote control to turn off the TV. “We should make this a regular thing. Harry Potter movie night.”
Seth stood as well. “I’d like that.” He wrapped an arm around my waist and tugged me to his chest. “But next time you’re going to have to sit on that chair over there, because otherwise I’m going to miss the movie again.”
“I thought the whole point of watching movies was that it gives you an excuse to snuggle.”
“There you go, encouraging me to ignore my studies.” He nudged my nose with his. “Such a bad girl you are.”
I giggled, which was entirely unlike me. But the glee bubbling up in my chest was unlike anything I’d ever felt. Being with Seth was like being surrounded by pure sunshine. It was warm, and invigorating, and calming, all at the same time.
But in the middle of my giggle, I had to stop and yawn. It was getting late, and, as a morning person, I usually went to bed early.
“You tired?” Seth brushed a strand of hair away from my face and tucked it behind my ear. “I should head out, anyway.”
“Stay,” I said, without thinking about it. “I don’t mean—” I stammered, feeling that familiar heat rising to my cheeks. “I just thought it might be nice to sleep together. In the same bed together, I mean. Not—”
“I get it,” Seth said. “You got a taste of how awesome my snuggles are and you want more of them. One movie night just wasn’t enough, hm?”
He was right. I’d gotten a taste of him and I wanted more. If the movie hadn’t ended, I would have been content to stay in Seth’s arms for hours. The idea of him going home and me laying in bed alone with my thoughts was unbearable.
“If you want me to stay, I’d be more than happy to.” Seth ran a hand down my back, just to the swell of my ass. “Do you sleep in those sexy little pj shorts?”
