“Then you should’ve left.”
He bent to grab his keys, shaking his head like he’d just witnessed a crime scene. “Man, I feel a bit guilty now. I called him a piece of shit. Fuck, andI’mthe one who assisted in fucking up his marriage.”
He turned, giving me one last look of disappointment, “You're ruining his life, Ry.” He opened the door to leave, “Just…be mindful of others, it’s not always about you.”
I turned back toward Nathan’s warm body, my fingers resting over his heartbeat. Ruining? No.
I smiled to myself, eyes closing, letting the image replay in my mind, her face, that sound of the door slamming, the perfect, clean break.
“I’m saving him,” I murmured, voice dripping with satisfaction. “And he’ll thank me for it.”
Chapter 11
NATHAN
I felt groggy. Like someone had split my head in two.
My limbs were stiff, as if I’d slept wrong and only now was coaxing them back to life.
“Fuck,” I muttered.
Where was my Advil?
I cracked my eyes open, and even that felt like a challenge. Pressure throbbed deep behind my skull, sharp enough to make me wince.
“Lilly,” I murmured, feeling her presence beside me, her familiar blonde hair spilling across my chest.
I leaned closer, arms wrapping around her lean frame. A new scent clung to her, citrus with a hint of sea salt, fresh enough to make me breathe it in again, chasing it like a dream.
I didn’t want to move. Not yet. But she shifted, letting out a low sound, and I became more aware of the room. It was still dark, early light barely slipping past the curtains.
Then I noticed the sheets. Too warm. Too close against my skin.
I was naked.
What the hell?
I let go of Lilly, though her scent still lingered, still stirring something in me. My dick reacted before my brain caught up, but she always hated morning quickies.
I twisted in the bedding. “Lilly, what time is it?”
No answer, just her nuzzling closer, head against my neck. That wasn’t like her. I huffed out a short laugh.
“Why am I naked?” I muttered, half asleep as she wound her limbs around me.
She was never this touchy. It was making me hard. I leaned in closer, my hand sliding down to grab her ass.
Tight. Firm.
“Damn, you’ve been working out,” I murmured into her ear, that scent making the hairs on my arms stand up. “Your ass feels amazing.”
I pressed against her, then froze.
No breasts.
My hand stayed where it was, confusion rooting me in place. Lilly was many things, but flat-chested wasn’t one of them.
I pried one eye open. Blonde hair. Messy. Luscious. “Lilly, wake up,” I mumbled.
