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Stunned surprise by what just happened.

Blind hope that it’ll happen again and he won’t wake up tomorrow and regret everything we’ve said and done today.

And sheer happiness that I haven’t felt in what seems like forever.

23

CONRAD

For the second morning in a row I wake up with a heavy arm wrapped around me and the sounds of his breathing fill the space at a steady beat. My mind still can’t seem to wrap itself around everything that happened last night.

I told him I had feelings for him.

Ikissedhim.

I let him jerk me off and surprisingly enough, I wanted to do the same to him. I would’ve if he let me.

‘Just you for now.’

He would be a gentleman about it. That’s just the type of guy he is. Kind, considerate, and always putting other people’s needs before his. My eyes glance down to where his head is tucked into my chest. I can’t believe where I am or what happened in the last twenty-four hours. Never in my life did I ever expect to be sleeping next to a man like I am now, in nothing but my boxers and cuddling like two teenagers. But unlike how it normally is when I wake up, my heart isn’t panicked. It’s calm and relaxed and the more Ithink about it, the more I realize I’ve slept better the last two nights than I have in the last twenty-nine years.

My fingers instinctively start to play with his hair which he reacts to by taking a deep breath in his sleep and pulling himself closer to me. I smile down at him and close my eyes to go back to sleep when my phone starts to buzz uncontrollably on the bedside table. I left it there last night to charge after cleaning up and crawling back into bed next to him. My arm reaches out to grab it and jostles Henry in the process.

“Where are you going?” he murmurs, still half asleep. His arm tightens around me, not wanting to let go.

“Nowhere, I just need to turn this off. Go back to sleep,” I urge, resituating myself so he’s comfortable again.

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” he sighs before pressing a kiss into my ribcage and drifting off again. I continue to twirl a piece of his hair in my fingers as I unlock my phone.

New Messages: Dungeons and Dickheads

Kolbi:

Happy Sunday gentleman. This is your den mother checking in to make sure you all survived the storm.

Hank:

We’re good here. Just hunkered down all weekend. We’re about to venture out to the gym since the rain is finally letting up.

Malcolm:

Ophelia and I had a great weekend thanks for asking. We closed the bar since it’s on the water and spent the entire weekend enjoying one another’s company

Kolbi:

I’m going to pretend like I don’t know how you’ve spent your weekend. Conrad, brother, you good?

Malcolm:

Kolb, you don’t know how I spent my weekend. I didn’t even tell you the good parts.

Hank:

Dude we don’t need to know ‘the good parts’. Ophelia is Bailey’s best friend, I’ll hear about it from her. I don’t need to hear about it from you too.

Malcom:

You might. I tried something I read in one of her books and let’s just say we -both- had the best happily ever after we’ve ever had.