Ignoring his comment, engorged member, and leery look, I continued to wipe the blood from his arms. “What were you thinking? Coming to my room in the middle of the night?”
“I didn’t think. I just did it. I’m a man of action, you know that.”
“You could have fallen and broken your neck,” I scolded, mouthing sorry as I caught a sore spot again. “Are you going to tell me why you came tome, instead of Tate?”
“Areyougoing to tell me if you’re wearing anything else under the dog paws?”
“Hudson,” I warned.
“What? A man can ask, can’t he? I hoped to see you in that lacey bit you wore that day in the guy’s locker room. Fuck, I jerked off so hard thinking about your tits in that bra that I saw stars.”
“I don’t think this is a fitting conversation for my bedroom.”
“English. This is theonlyconversation we should be having in your bedroom.”
Excitement mixed with adrenaline surged through me. Although slight, there was a chance my dad could hear and come into my room. I feared being caught, but Ilovedthe way that made me feel. I fed off that element of bad girl danger.
“Why do you keep looking back at the window. My brothers aren’t with me. If that’s what’s worrying you?” I hadn’t realised I had been. Habit probably. I’d caught Mrs Robillard, the nosy old bat from next door, peering into my window from her house,which was opposite. I imagined she was in bed, but if she saw Hudson in my bedroom, she’d probably rat me out to my dad.
I craned my neck for a better look.
When Hudson touched my arm, I jumped.
“Fuck you’re skittish. What are you doing now?”
“I’m checking that my neighbour isn’t gawking into my room like usual. She’d probably have a stroke if she saw you in here.”
After finishing cleaning the last graze, I placed the cloth next to the glass of water as Hudson said. “Why don’t you close the drapes?”
“No, it’s fine. She’ll probably be in bed drooling into her pillow by now.”
Hudson moved to take my hand, and I drew back.
“You’re acting like you’ve never had a guy in your room before,” he said with a stretch. I tried not to drool at the way this flexed the muscles of his shoulders.
“Maybe I haven’t.”
Hudson grinned. “Well, I’m honoured to be the first. Do you want to fuck?”
“Hudson. Stop, please.”
“Stop what? It’s just a question. Don’t say you haven’t thought about it.”
“You’re in no fit state for anything like that.”
He looked like a moody teenager suddenly, and I chuckled. This brought his head up. “You’re laugh is so cute. They should bottle that shit. Anyways, I didn’t come here for that. To fuck I mean.”
“Why did you come to me, Hudson?”
The look he gave me probably forced girls to drop their knickers in a nanosecond, but I had to be strong.
He’s complicated and has no good for you written all over him.
“I don’t know. It seemed like a good idea at the time. I find your company soothing,” he explained, closing his eyes briefly.
“What about Tate?”
He pulled a face. “Tate who?”
