A Tangled Web - R.G. Alexander Page 0,17
but also sort of creepy way.”
“And the hits keep on coming,” Liam blew out a loud breath. “Yes, he was super creepy and hopefully we’ll never see him again. You need to get some rest.”
He started up the stairs and she tugged on his shirt, not ready to go to sleep yet. “Kitchen, please, driver. I’m hungry and I haven’t eaten for hours. Is there pie left?”
Liam swung around mid-step, causing Dani to grab her head to ensure it went with her. “Oh God, it’s already starting. Why do people do this to themselves?”
Liam snorted. “My question is, why did you? The first night we met you took one sip of a watered-down rum punch and started to get tipsy. How many glasses of sangria did you have to get this toasted?”
He set her bottom down on the island and turned to open the refrigerator, keeping her weaving form in view.
She bit her lip, trying to do the math in her head. “Six? Or maybe four and a half. I dropped one in the pool when Bailey dared me to howl at the coyote.”
“Son of a bitch, Dani, no wonder you’re soused.”
She lifted her chin, placing her hands on the counter to keep steady. “I. Am not. Soused. That word sounds funny. Soused.”
She saw what he had in his hand and forgot about balancing. “Ooh, pie!”
“I gotcha, darlin’.” She was in Liam’s arms again before she knew she was falling.
Dani blinked slowly, realizing how close they were. “Bailey is right. You have beautiful eyes.” She expected to see clouds floating through them any minute. “Your glasses can’t hide them anymore, Superman.”
His gaze narrowed. “Dani.”
He set her down on the floor, lowering her slowly so she could feel his muscular chest, his stomach, his— She shivered.
If she wasn’t supposed to enjoy the smell of her roommate, liking how his erection felt pressing against her probably wasn’t allowed either. But she really did. She’d been thinking about it all day. And in the condition she was in, it didn’t surprise her at all that she told him so out loud.
His jaw clenched. “You’re too drunk for this conversation. Are you sure you don’t want to go to bed?”
God, that sounded good. But she didn’t think he meant what she wanted it to mean. What did she want? “I want pie. I need it to recover from this night.”
“What the hell happened with you three? I left you laughing by the pool.”
Dani nuzzled him. “Let’s see. The spider was a grandmother, Kaya zapped me and then Bailey wished for two Ewans. We all did.” She leaned back, wrinkling up her forehead. “I don’t think that came out right.”
Liam grinned. “You are so fucking cute. Two Ewans? MacGregor, I’m assuming, since it’s Bailey we’re talking about.” He placed her back up on the counter, stepping between her legs to keep her upright, and handed her the pie tin containing the last slice of her favorite comfort food. Pumpkin pie.
She ignored the fork and scooped up the delicious filling with her finger, sliding it into her mouth. “Mmms’good.”
He set his hands on her knees and squeezed. “I don’t know why we buy forks. Even when you’re sober, you eat with your hands.”
She dipped her fingers in the soft pie center again and nodded agreeably. “No table manners. I’m hopeless.”
“I wouldn’t say that.”
“Threesomes,” she said, suddenly remembering what she’d been telling him.
“Excuse me?”
“I think Kaya wished for us all to have our dreams come true, only we were all dreaming about threesomes. Bailey wants two Ewans.” Her pumpkin-covered fingertips floated up to his mouth, and she grinned coaxingly. “It tastes better this way. Here, have some.”
“I made it. I don’t have to taste it. You’ve been dreaming about threesomes? Who were the guys? Anybody I know?”
He sounded angry. Why was he angry?
She should stop talking now, but for some reason, she knew she needed to tell him. She wanted to tell him. “Bailey said sex dreams were normal. Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve had sex? Not that it was ever that good, but at least it was something. I mean, it wasn’t anything like what you and I—”
She covered her mouth with her free hand, forcibly stopping herself from explaining how fantastic the orgasm he’d given her had been. He didn’t need a recap.
“Anything like what?” Liam growled and her eyes widened at the sound. “Stop looking at me like that and let me taste that pie.”
He gripped her wrist gently, guiding