but I’m almost positive I heard Alana creeping outside the door a few times, probably trying to decide whether or not she should brave poking her head inside to check on us.
She knows damn well that none of these doors have locks on them. Jake’s dad removed them back when he and his sisters were kids and locked them one too many times, because he didn’t want them hiding out in the bedrooms instead of spending family time together.
He still refuses to add locks, which is one of the reasons every single person here has accidentally seen each other naked at one time or another. Apparently, no one remembers to knock.
If Alana decides to start snooping around, she’s going to discover the truth about Natalie and I not really being together, and then I’ll be screwed.
She knows more than anyone how I like to sleep at night, and that’s naked and tangled up around my girl with her head on my chest.
Sighing, I sit up and look over to see that Natalie is still sleeping, so I grab my pillow and blanket and place them back on the bed as quietly as possible.
The last thing I need is for someone to open the door to see if we’re awake, only to find that my ass slept on the floor and not in the bed with my “girlfriend”.
“Hey,” Natalie whispers as I’m in the middle of slipping into my jeans. “What time is it?”
“Ten past eleven.” I turn around, and even though Natalie tries her best to hide it, I don’t miss her gaze roaming over my naked chest before she swallows and looks up to meet my eyes. My brother isn’t quite as cut as I am; not like he used to be when they first met, so it’s not surprising that she seems impressed with what she sees. “I like to wake up before everyone else and take a walk in the woods to relax.”
“When will everyone be awake?” She sits up and stretches, before reaching to pull her hair into the messiest bun I’ve ever seen. She looks cute with the loose hair falling around her face. “I’ve been forcing sleep for the past two hours. I’m not used to sleeping in since Logan always has to be up early for work.”
“Probably not for another hour. I’m always the first one up. I don’t sleep much.” I reach into my bag for a long-sleeved shirt and throw it on. “Come with me. We’ll be back by the time everyone should be waking up.”
“An hour?” She shakes her head. “That’s a long time to be alone with you. I’m still feeling stabby from last night.”
“Why is that?”
She offers me a sarcastic smile. “Because I’m still trying to figure out if I should hurt you or not for placing your dirty lips all over my neck without a warning first.”
“Oh yeah?” I laugh and cock a brow. “What makes my lips dirty?”
“Oh, come on, Madden. The fact that you’ve used them on about a hundred women.”
“Not true,” I correct her. “Alana was the first girl I kissed, and since our breakup, I’ve kissed one girl on stage and zero girls in the bedroom. I don’t like kissing unless it means something to me. That kiss on stage was to piss off some girl’s boyfriend for treating her like shit right in front of me. I regret doing it too.”
She swallows and pauses for a moment, as if to think of a way to change the subject. “How well do you know your way around these woods? Are you going to get us lost?”
I laugh and toss her jeans on the bed beside her. “Hey, look on the bright side. If we do get lost, I can entertain you with my sexy voice.” I smirk as she rolls her eyes. “Besides, do you know how many women would jump at the opportunity to get lost in the woods with a hot rock star like myself?”
“Okay, no. I’m definitely staying now.” She plops back down and covers her face with her pillow.
She says something that’s muffled by the fabric, so I pull it away from her face and yank the blanket down to her feet to get her up and moving. “Let’s go, babe.”
“Madden! I’m not dressed!” She tugs her small shirt down in an attempt to hide her blue panties, and as much as I know I should look away, it’s a struggle.
Her body is fucking perfection.
I grab my baseball cap