11
LIA
I hugged the sheet to my chest as I sat upright in bed. I wanted to blame my phone for failing me but apparently, my alarm had gone off fine. I’d just hit snooze a thousand times and because of that, I now found myself staring at the most gorgeous dilemma I’d ever faced in my life.
Lukas Hendricks naked. In my bed.
Still asleep.
“Damn it, Lia,” I whispered to myself as I slipped carefully out of bed, swiping my robe off the wall and wrapping it around my body as I kept my eyes glued to the naked perfection stretched out on my mattress.
It would be creepy to take a picture right? Yes. It would. Don’t do it.
Maybe it would’ve been halfway acceptable if he was in any way covered but he wasn’t. He was on his back, both arms over his head and his head tilted so that his gorgeous lips were an inch from his left bicep. I would’ve been hung up on the fact that it looked like he was flexing in his fucking sleep, but there was a much more pressing matter that required my attention and that was his completely naked lower half. As he slept, his legs were slightly spread, his cock resting against his abs.
Good God.
It was like he never took a second off from being ridiculously hot. Flustered, I grabbed my phone and went into the bathroom, furiously texting Sara as I brushed my teeth as quietly as possible.
ME: Hi hello 911 I forgot to kick him out
Within seconds, she was calling me but I promptly hung up and sent another furious text.
ME: Remember how I said I forgot to kick him out?? That means he’s still here so I can’t talk!!!
SARA: SORRY. Omg how was it how was last night?
ME: Too good
ME: Way too good
ME: He’s still here. He’s sleeping (adorably) and I don’t know how to kick him out.
SARA: Your use of the word adorably tells me the getting attached to him ship has already sailed…
Following that text was a collection of smug emojis that made my cheeks burn. Biting down hard on my toothbrush, I fired back with a two-hand text.
ME: WOMAN are you hoping for that because you find all this amusing???? Stop being the devil on my shoulder ASAP. Angel mode activated NOW
SARA: Fine.
SARA: Just nudge him lightly, say thanks for last night but I gotta get my day started. If he asks when he’ll see you again say you can’t afford to do this anymore. It was amazing but you’re a busy gal.
ME: What if he asks for a morning quickie?
SARA: Tell him no?
ME: He’s hard as a rock right now.
SARA: Sounds hot.
SARA: Also sounds like you’re the one who wants the morning quickie
I was in the midst of hunting down every anguished emoji I could find when I heard stirring by the bed. Shit. Forgetting my texts, I went outside just in time to catch Lukas in the living room, stretching his boxer briefs over his dick. He smirked when he looked up to catch me staring like a dumbstruck cartoon, my toothbrush hanging out the corner of my mouth.
“Morning,” he said humorously.
“Hi,” I returned curtly before disappearing back into the bathroom and closing the door. In a rush, I spit out my toothpaste and splashed water on my face, rubbing away the day-old makeup and combing my hands through my hair. I flipped it nine thousand ways before getting it to look anything but limp and with a deep breath, finally went back outside. I sucked in a sharp breath when I found myself immediately facing Lukas’s pecs.