Agony(Entangled Hearts Duet #1) - Kaylee Ryan Page 0,79
with him. He’s my boyfriend, and just with this conversation, I already feel closer to him. All we can do is take it one day at a time and see where it leads us. Tossing off the cover, I stand from the couch and hold out my hand. “Come on. Let’s go to bed.” The smile he gives me warms me all over. He really thought I would kick him to the curb for saving himself for his future wife? Hunter Applegate is a unicorn in a sexy man’s body.
Without question, he takes my hand. I turn off the lights and lead him down the hall to my bedroom. “I’m going to change,” I tell him as I grab some clothes to sleep in. “I have some things of Cooper’s still here, if you want to change into something else.” I cringe as I say it. It sounds bad, offering your boyfriend another man’s clothes to sleep in. It sounds bad, but Cooper and I are just friends. He knows that, and my heart remembers it. Painfully so.
“I can just strip down to my underwear, unless that would make you uncomfortable?”
“No. Cooper did that more often than not too. I’ll be right back.” I rush out of my room and to the bathroom, quickly slipping inside. I need to stop bringing Cooper up so often. I miss him like crazy, that has to be why I can’t shut up about him tonight. Quickly, I change and toss my dirty clothes into the hamper, and head back to my room. When I push open the door, Hunter is standing next to the bed in a pair of black boxer briefs that fit him like a second skin. I rake my eyes over his body for the first time. I skim over his boxers and then back again when my mind registers that he’s hard.
“Reese,” he groans. “This is going to be hard enough as it is. No pun intended. I need you to not look at me like that.”
“Like what?” I ask, licking my lips.
“That. You can’t do that. You can’t lick those soft as hell kissable lips while staring at my dick. This was a bad idea. I should just go home.” He turns to grab his clothes, and I rush toward him to stop him.
“No. We can do this, Hunter. I’m sorry. I know your vow and won’t test it. I promise.”
“Not possible,” he mutters under his breath.
“Let’s just go to bed.” I move to climb under the covers and scoot over, making room for him. He turns off the light and I feel the bed dip. He slides under the covers, and the only sound is our breathing. This takes me back to all the nights Coop and I slept in the same bed. He used to let me use him as my pillow. I miss him so much, but there is a man, a very good-looking, honorable, kind man sharing my bed. A man who’s not my best friend; he’s my boyfriend. I should be able to use him as my pillow.
I whisper his name into the darkness, “Hunter.”
“Yeah.”
“Is cuddling against the rules?”
“No, Reese. Cuddling is definitely not against the rules. Come here.” I feel the blanket lift and move over to rest my head on his chest. He wraps his arms around me and sighs. “I could get used to this.”
“Yeah,” I agree. Not because I could get used to it. I was used to it. Just not with him. Only with Cooper.
I’ve been lying here awake for I don’t know how long. Hunter has his front to my back and is sleeping peacefully. I can’t find it in myself to move, partly because I feel guilty. When I woke up, I thought he was Cooper. Just for a fleeting moment… until last night came crashing back to me. I’m terrible, but not because I thought it was Cooper. That’s the only guy I’ve slept in the same bed with, that’s a normal reaction. No, the horrible part is, for a split second, a tiny minute slither of time, I wanted it to be Cooper. That’s why I’m going to hell. That’s why I’m lying still in Hunter’s arms, not disturbing him, even though my bladder is screaming for relief.
“Morning.” Hunter’s groggy voice greets me.
“Morning. I’ll be right back.” I wiggle out of his arms and slide out of bed.
“Where are you going, Reese?” he asks, his voice more alert.