"Joel is."
"Joel won't hold your hand."
I'm not sure about that, but I see her point.
"Joel won't let you cry on his shoulder."
That, I know she's wrong about. "I'll sleep on the couch."
"If you want." She rests her head on the pillow. "I can't keep my eyes open much longer. But I... I'd like it if you joined me."
I want to, but this can't change things. "Piper, you know—"
"I know."
"Don't want to lead you on."
"Any physical contact will be strictly of the booty call variety." She looks up to grin then her head hits the pillow. "I don't want to play this card, but Mal and Ethan tried to talk me out of coming here. So you'd be proving them wrong if you thought it was a good decision."
I chuckle as I sit on the bed. "You really should think about getting into law, PR, or marketing. You've got good spin."
"Thanks." She arches her back, shifting on the bed to make room for me. "I'm feeling a little desperate, so I won't ask again."
"I don't want to hurt you."
"You already did." Her voice drops to a low murmur. "But I forgive you."
"Yeah?"
"That's what friends do."
"You didn't forgive Rory."
"She's a bitch." Piper laughs. "Plus, she's not as hot as you."
"And you still want to get in my pants?"
"I'm only human." She arches her back and lets out a needy sigh.
She wants my body next to hers.
Hell, she still wants to come on my hands.
Fuck, the things I could do to her...
I'm not gonna fuck, Piper, but I am going to hold her. Maybe we'll feel worse tomorrow. Right now, it's what we both need.
I slide my arm around her waist and pull her body closer.
She lets out a low sigh.
It's an I want you sigh.
My cock begs me to take over.
I tell it to get lost.
I want to fuck her, yeah, but I want to hold her more.