Opposites Attract - Jessica Prince Page 0,50

hadn’t thought that was possible. As I shifted on the bed, I felt little twinges of pain in places I hadn’t even realized existed.

Despite my internal freak out, I couldn’t stop a tiny smile from curving my lips. I pulled some moves last night that would have made a porn star applaud. Who knew I had that in me? And why, why did it take a man who would probably only end up breaking me, if I hung around long enough to let him to, pull that part of me out and into the light?

I needed to get out of there. Well, first I needed to pee. Like, bad, then I needed to get out of there.

I held my breath as I slowly tried to scoot out of Richard’s hold. I didn’t even allow myself the time to appreciate just how perfectly he was spooning me. My entire relationship with Brant, I’d always wanted to be the little spoon to his big one, but he had a thing about not wanting to touch while sleeping, so I never got that particular wish.

Richard Locklaine was a spooner. He also had the power to give me multiple orgasms on top of orgasms. Yeah, he was definitely hazardous for my heart. He was just too perfect. And seeing as I’d been a jerk magnet my entire life, I knew that perfection was just a smokescreen. It eventually disappeared, leaving you feeling bereft.

Before I could move so much as an inch, his arm around my waist tightened like a bar on a rollercoaster. “Mmm,” he hummed sleepily. “Where you going?” His sleep-raspy voice made me shiver as an electric shock traveled down between my legs. Dear Buddha, the man was even sexy in his sleep.

I whispered my lie. “Bathroom. I have to pee.” His arm loosened and he placed a chaste kiss on my shoulder.

“’Kay, baby. Hurry back.”

I slid from beneath the sheets and stood at the side of the bed, staring down at the gorgeous man (somewhat blurry without my glasses), already fast asleep once again. Tiptoeing to the attached restroom, I quickly did my business as quietly as possible and washed my hands before turning out the light and heading back into the bedroom. Richard’s delicate snore told me he was out like a light. I moved at a snail’s pace, trying not to make any noise that could disturb him, but mainly because I couldn’t see much of anything without my glasses. Once I’d located all my clothes that had been strewn across the bedroom floor, I shuffled in the direction of his nightstand where I was pretty sure he’d stashed my glasses.

The drawer gave a tiny creak, causing me to freeze as my heart beat rapidly in my chest. Richard threw an arm across his eyes, but other than that, didn’t move. Once I was sure he hadn’t woken, I pulled the drawer the rest of the way opened and patted around, brushing condoms out of the way, trying not to think about how many we’d used in just a matter of hours.

The instant my fingertips brushed against the plastic frames, I let out a relieved breath and pulled my glasses from the drawer, sliding them onto my face so that the entire room came into crystal clear focus. Damn, he really was pretty.

Stop looking at him, Delilah! Stop looking and get out before it’s too late! My brain screamed. I knew it was right but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to take just a few more seconds to appreciate all that masculine beauty. He’ll break your heart, my brain warned.

Not if I don’t fall for him, I argued back like a crazy person.

Pfft, my brain snort-laughed. You say that like you haven’t already started.

I haven’t! Right? I couldn’t have possibly started falling for Richard. I mean, we barely knew each other. And yeah, sure, he dog-sat Shady after his surgery, and so what if he spent the better part of this week sending me meaningful gifts, that didn’t mean I was falling for the guy. Yes, he’d come by the shop to offer help and managed to win over my father, but that just made me appreciate him as a friend, it didn’t mean I felt more for him than that… right?

Right?

“Oh shit,” I whispered into the dark room. I was starting to fall for the guy! How the hell had that happened?!

Not wanting to waste any more time arguing with myself in my head, I headed out