Page 86 of Yes & I Love You (Say Everything 1)

Before he realized what was happening, something soft and solid hit him. A pillow.

“Hey!” He lifted his hands in defense a second too late. The pillow fell to the floor.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” she said. “You’ve literally been inside my body. We can share a bed for a night. Don’t make it weird.”

He laughed. “Fine. But I’m about to strip down to my boxers, so if you could refrain from saying the words ‘inside my body’ again, that would be great because otherwise,my bodywill not understand that it is not an invitation for him to show up for the party.”

She made a husky sound that could’ve been a laugh. “Just remind him that I vomited up a hurricane an hour ago.”

Jasper smirked. “Annnnd, that’ll do it.” He glanced at her bathroom door. “Speaking of which, do you mind if I take a quick rinse in your shower?”

“Little Jasper still needs some attention?” she teased.

“First, he is offended by the termlittle. Second, no I am not going to jerk off in your shower. I havesomemanners. Third, you don’t want me to get in your bed post-performance and post-dancing. The pheromones would be so irresistible, your hormones would just explode. I can’t risk it.”

She made a derisive sound. “Yes, I bet I’d orgasm at the mere scent of you.”

He walked closer to the bed, his dark mood lightening. “It happens.” He bent down and kissed her temple. “I’ll be back in five minutes. Go to sleep.”

She grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze. The simple gesture did more to him than it should.

When he returned after a quick shower, Hollyn was quiet and on her side, eyes closed. The thin, white T-shirt she was wearing was doing nothing to conceal the lush curves of her breasts. He swallowed hard and looked away—okay, he looked twice more and then finally pulled his gaze away for good. He wasn’t a saint. He walked around the bed, carefully peeled the covers back and climbed in. The mattress groaned a little and she stirred. “Shh,” he said. “Just me.”

“Mmkay,” she mumbled and shifted against him, making him the big spoon.

His breath gusted out of him at the sleep-warm feel of her against his skin. Somehow between the time he’d left her in the room earlier and now, she’d ditched the pajama pants and was just in her T-shirt and panties. He could feel the heat of her backside nestling against him, the thin cotton of his boxers doing nothing to blunt the effect. His cock stirred.Shit.

“Hollyn,” he said in a whispered choke. “Sorry, I…”

But she just snuggled closer, his hardening erection pressing against her ass, and fell asleep. His head sank into the pillow, the sweet torture of her body somehow both the best and worst thing ever. She wasn’t going to move, though. And he wasn’t going to make a move on her right now. So, after accepting his state, he surrendered and put his arm around her, pulling her fully against his chest and inhaling the scent of her. She sighed in her sleep like she was having the best dream, and he smiled.

He was glad he’d won this round of the fight. He couldn’t think of any place he’d rather be tonight.