I was fucking worthy of it, dammit!
Tonight, Silas made me feel.
It was magical and wonderful and beautiful.
It was everything I’d ever wanted, to be honest.
To feel. To love and feel loved.
So why should I doubt this curveball that life had thrown me?
Before I knew what I was doing, my feet were carrying me down the hall. A quick, light tap on Silas’ door told me there was no turning back now.
“Come in,” he said and I heard him clear his throat.
I slowly opened the door to reveal him sitting up in bed shirtless.
Yeah, okay, he was hot. I couldn’t deny that standing there drinking in the sight of him did so many things to me. But despite all of that, I was here for different reasons.
Sex was off the table until it felt absolutely right. Until it wasn’t about hormones and the need to scratch an itch.
What I really needed right now was to be held.
He ripped the covers back, a silent invitation for me to join him. Maybe he needed the contact as much as I did.
I practically skipped to the bed and slid in beside him.
My body fit so perfectly against his. His chest was like the best pillow ever.
“No funny business,” he whispered as he kissed my head. “Oh, and just so you know, men tend to wake up with morning wood. It doesn’t mean I’m trying to get all up on you. I simply can’t help it.”
My mouth hung open and I lightly slapped his stomach.
“Hey, I just don’t want you to think I’m not doing this right,” he said with laughter in his tone. I rolled my eyes at him even though he couldn’t see it. Secretly, I loved this part of him. I always had. “And remember, you’re the one that came in here. I was trying to be the good one.”
“Oh, my God,” I said in a tone that very much said how unbelievable I thought he was being right now. “Go to sleep.”
“Fine,” he said, dragging the word out a little too much. “But, seriously, I’m glad you came. I might have started to get used to you being next to me while I sleep.”
I bit my lip trying to contain my smile.
“Me too,” I admitted softly.
I was right where I was supposed to be.
I truly believe that.
Because there was something about being next to him that felt right like nothing ever had before.
This was my home.
Maybe it always had been.
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Silas
The twenty-four-hour wait was driving me insane and it was barely the next morning.
