Page 49 of When You Blush

“Don’t be. My brothers used to give me a lot of shit for, well,before.But I have no interest in that. It’s not even a thought. I wantyou, here in my home and my bed, with me. This is exclusive, sugar.”

I nod and reach up to drag my fingertip over his bottom lip.

“I prefer exclusive.”

“Good. Me too because if another man puts hishands on you, I won’t be happy. Now, let’s get cleaned up so I can mess you up again.”

“Where the fuck are you going?”

I wince at the rough, growly question and look back at Blake, who’s just sat up in bed. I thought I was quiet enough not to wake him. I wanted him to sleep longer.

“Nowhere without you.” I snort, then crawl onto the bed with him and snuggle him. His arms wrap around me as he holds me close. I push my nose against his neck and breathe him in, remembering every blissful moment from last night.

It was perfect.

He made me feelamazing.Like I was the only woman in the world. Like I’m his only focus, and let me just say, having Blake’s undivided attention isthe best.

I’ve never really been a snuggler until this man. He held me all night as if he was terrified I’d sneak out on him again. His arms were banded around me, holding me against his chest, and I have to admit that it felt amazing. I didn’t feel the need to roll away from him even once.

“I have to go home,” I tell him softly and nuzzle his neck as he rolls me to the side, hugging me close. He’s still under the covers, and I’m on top, but he doesn’t care.

“Not happening.”

I smile and cup his cheek. “I do, unfortunately. I have to work in two hours, Blake. I don’t have anything here.”

He sighs and brushes my hair back from my face. I freakinglove itwhen he does that.

“One day, I’ll get to have breakfast with you. It’s on my bucket list.”

I blink at him in the darkness. “Breakfast with me is on your bucket list?”

“Definitely.” He kisses my nose. “I’ll take you home.”

“Thanks. It would be areallylong walk.” I grin at him and kiss his lips before I climb off the bed and pad into the kitchen, where I turn my phone on and wait for it to wake up.

“Do you want coffee?” Blake asks as he joins me in the kitchen. He’s in the same jeans and T-shirt from last night, and he’s freakingdeliciousin the morning with that disheveled dark hair and sleepy eyes that rake over me from head to toe. “Or an orgasm or three?”

I chuckle and lean over to kiss his biceps, and he pushes my hair behind my ear, sending tingles through me.

“I appreciate the sentiment, but I’ll make some coffee at the house and take a rain check on the orgasms.” My phone starts to light up, and I scowl. I have missed callsandtexts, and when I check them, I simply sit on the floor. My legs no longer work as my heart starts to pound and the world spins. “No. No, no, no, no.”

“Hey, what’s going on?” Blake squats in front of me, also looking down at my phone.

Greg: Hey sweetie, I don’t feel great tonight. Probably should have just stuck with those treats you brought me. Gonna check my sugar.

Greg: Pretty high. 321. Damn.

Greg: Should I go to the hospital? Not sure.

Tucker: Don’t panic, okay? I have Dad, and we’re at the ER. His levels are too high.

Xander: Baby sis, need you to answer your phone.

I’m shaking so hard now that I can’t hold the phone still, so Blake takes it from me and reads the rest of the messages to me.

“Basically, they admitted him, and he’s stable now. Christ, I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

“Please take me to the hospital. Right now.”