Forbidden Harmony (Harmony Falls #3) - Elizabeth Kelly Page 0,99

She covered her breasts with the sweatshirt. “I just need to use the bathroom quickly and then I’ll get out of here.”

“You’re staying the night,” he said.

“I really appreciate your help,” she said, “but do you think I could give you a rain check for the thank you sex? I feel better than I did but I’m still pretty stuffed up and achy and I would feel bad if I gave you my cold. Plus, as I’m sure you’ve figured out, I have my period. I prefer not to have sex during my period.”

“You think I want you to stay for sex?” he said.

“Uh, maybe?”

He scowled at her. “I’m not going to make you have sex with me. You need someone to look after you and your fucking brother is useless.”

She cocked her head at him. “How do you know that?”

“Never mind. You’re spending the night, Addison. No arguing.”

She opened her mouth to argue and barely had time to cover her mouth before sneezing.

He leaned down and picked up an overnight bag that was tucked at the end of the bed. She gave it a look of confusion. “That – is that my bag from my bedroom closet?”

He nodded. “During my supper break, I went to your apartment and grabbed some of your stuff for you.”

Her mouth dropped open and he stared at her in irritation. “What?”

“You went to my apartment? How did you get in?”

“Your keys were in your purse.” He set the duffel bag on the bed. “I’ll run a bath for you and then I’ll get us something to eat.”

* * *

Addison wiped her dripping nose before staring into the overnight bag on the bed. The bag had most of her toiletries from her bathroom – it looked like Preacher had just grabbed everything on the shelves. She picked up a narrow tube and studied it before giggling despite her aching belly. Did Preacher think she might want to do a relaxing mud mask tonight? She tossed it back into the bag and reached for a pair of panties.

“How many pairs of panties does he think I need for one night?”

Preacher had stuffed a week’s worth of underwear into the suitcase. All of them were her plain, practical cotton ones and while she was grateful for that, she was also surprised. Her lacy, silk panties were in the same drawer and she would have bet a thousand bucks that Preacher would have picked those out. Guys liked the sexy underwear on a woman and he just didn’t strike her as the type of guy who would think about the fact that she was on her period and might want more practical underwear.

Yeah, but you didn’t think he would be the type of guy to pay for your tampons, run you a bath, and look after you when you were sick either.

She sneezed and wiped her nose again. Her inner voice made a good point. She had no idea what Preacher was thinking but honestly, she felt so horrible that she didn’t want to think much about it. It was just nice to have someone take care of her.

Of course, she had told Preacher she didn’t want a boyfriend and she didn’t need him to do any of this stuff. As much as she was enjoying being taken care of, she needed to leave as soon as he came back. If she gave him her cold, he’d be pissed and would probably never have sex with her again.

Seriously? Is sex with Preacher the only thing you can think about?

It wasn’t the only thing, but hell, for the first time in her life she was truly enjoying sex. The things Preacher did and said to her made her so hot, was it any wonder she had a difficult time thinking about anything else?

Too bad he doesn’t feel the same way. You’re not making a very good impression, Addie.

No, she supposed she wasn’t. But that’s why she was sleeping with him – to get better at sex. He seemed to enjoy the blowjob, but he hadn’t asked her to go down on him again since. Before she gave him the next one, she would ask him for some very clear instructions on what he liked and didn’t like. Once she knew exactly what he wanted, she’d be better at it.

While she was at it, she needed to ask him for more instructions regarding sex. All the lessons so far were basically him teasing her and making her come so hard,