I cross my arms. I’m able to look at him now. I can pretend he has pants on.
“No, I don’t remember. And let’s keep it that way, okay?”
He laughs again, then shakes his head like it hits him all at once. “Fuck.”
“You can say that again.”
“Fuck.” He’s looking a little sick now. Is the thought of sleeping with me that repulsive? I know I haven’t shaved my bikini line in a few, uh, days? Weeks? Hell if I know. Nobody else was supposed to see it but me. “Seriously. Fuck. Ifuckedyou.”
Then I know exactly what he’s thinking. He slept with his best friend’s little sister.
“This never happened,” I say.
Noah nods and picks up my coffee. Oh hell no. I rush over and take it from him, sloshing some down the side. “Get your own cup.”
I regret my words as soon as he gets up and turns around, and I’m looking right at his tight ass. That ass I probably gripped while he thrusted in and out of me.
Maybe?
Oh my god. I let out a breath and bring the cup of coffee to my lips.
“I don’t recall exactly what happened,” Noah says and opens cabinets in search of a coffee cup. I can’t stop staring at his butt.
What is wrong with me?
“Neither do I. And that’s fine. Probably better that way. As far as I’m concerned, you took me home and crashed on the couch while you waited out the rain,” I say.
“Sounds good to me. And don’t go getting attached. I don’t do relationships.”
“You’re a pig.” I finish my coffee and feel sick. Ugh. I’m never drinking again. “And don’t worry. This wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t gotten me drunk.”
“Like you could resist this,” Noah says, wiggling his eyebrows and shaking his hips. I look away. I’ve resistedthatsince I’ve known him, since I was fifteen years old, thinking he was the most gorgeous boy in the world. Over the years, the boy turned into man, and still held a spot in my mind as one of the best-looking males out there.
“I can. Easily. Now get dressed and get out. I have, uh, a lot to do today.”
“Yeah, me too.” He locates a mug and fills it with coffee, then sits back down. So much for leaving. “You’re not going to tell your brother, are you?”
I widen my eyes. “No! He would probably kill you.”
“Meh, he can try.”
I shake my head.It was one night. One night. One. Night.Noah will leave, soon hopefully, and this awkward moment will be over with and we can move on with our lives.
And I’ll never have to think about it again.
Chapter 6
LAUREN
Six weeks later…
IAM DRAGGING. Completely and totally dragging ass and no amount of coffee can wake me up today. I shouldn’t have stayed up past my bedtime reading, but Ihadto find out what happened to Edie Harker, the vampire hunter. Had to. And one more chapter led to finishing the damn book
I’m paying for it now.
Though, truth is I’ve been feeling run down for a week now. I’m not sick, don’t have a fever, yet something is … off.
“Late night?” Julie asks me sit down for lunch.