Page 33 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part One
Kira starts laughing, so our plan worked. Gavin and I might have been off the past couple of days, but we can still read each other’s minds. “You bought me these shoes, dumbass,” Gavin says.
“I actually bought them for me but realized how stupid they were and gave them to you.”
We spend the rest of the campus tour joking back and forth because it keeps Kira at ease. People are still staring, which by the end starts to piss me off. She goes straight to her room when we get back to her dorm.
I’m going to show her she has nothing to be ashamed of.
Something wakesme from a dead sleep, and I sit up in the chair in Gavin’s room. He whimpers quietly, and I stumble to the bed. Ari and Keon stayed with Kira tonight, and we’ll meet them at campus in the morning. I know Gavin wouldn’t feel comfortable sleeping there with his nightmares, which is why I suggested it.
“Gav.” I sit on the side and shake his shoulder. “Gavin.”
He makes the whimpering noise again, so I pull my leg up to grab both shoulders, and he reacts faster than I expect. He wraps his arms around my waist and rolls, so I’m underneath him. His eyes are open, but I can tell he’s not awake. He straddles my waist, and his hands slap beside my head. “Gavin. You need to wake up.”
“Tyler,” he breathes, his eyes still glassy.
“It’s me,” I reply. “You were having a nightmare.”
He relaxes the bottom half of his body, letting it rest against mine. “Not a nightmare.” His voice is still dreamlike, and I have no idea how to wake him up without scaring the shit out of him.He’s hard as a goddamn rock, confirming that he was not having a nightmare this time.
“Gavin,” I say sternly. “Wake up.” Gavin buries his face in my neck and sighs. What the fuck is going on? “Gavin.”
“Hm?”
“What are you doing?”
“Sleeping.”No shit.
“You’re really fucking heavy.”
“You feel good.”
My hands pause halfway to shoving him off me. Does he know it’s me? He said my name, but that doesn’t mean he knows he’s currently lying on top of me. He shifts his hips to rub against me, and I know I need to put a stop to this when I feel his lips on my neck. “Gavin! Get up!”
Gavin jerks awake and scrambles off the end of the bed. His eyes are wide and panicked. “Shit. I’m sorry.”
“No need to be sorry,” I laugh. “You were having one hell of a dream. Was she hot?”
“I…what?”
“The chick in your dirty dream. Was she hot?”
Gavin’s eyes drift down my body, sprawled on his bed, and down to his obvious erection. “Get out.”
“What?”
“Get out of my room.”
“Why do you have to be such a dick?” I jump from the bed and march over to where he’s standing. He’s two inches taller than me, but that will never stop me from getting in his face when he needs it. “I thought you were having a nightmare.”
“I obviously wasn’t. Get out.” He pushes me back a step and narrows his eyes.
“Are you embarrassed? People have sex dreams all the time.”
Gavin rakes his hands through his hair. “Why can’t you ever listen? Get. Out.”
“Whatever.” I step around him and head for the door. “Somebody else can come to your rescue when you have nightmares.”
“No one asked you to do it.”
