I turned around in his arms and put my hands on his bare chest before looking up at his face. Dim light was coming in from the hallway through the cracked doorway. “But I am leaving. I don’t live here. This was just sex, West. I don’t do… whatever the hell other thing means you go and get someone’s baby from their house.”
“It was. It was just sex,” he agreed.
Despite my brave words, my heart fell and shook its fool head in defeat.
“Then what… then what…” I couldn’t even finish the question because I realized he wasn’t having the same mixed-up feelings I was having. The kind that said it was supposed to be just sex, but it felt like maybe it wanted to be more than that. I looked down at my fingers threaded through the light hair on his chest.
“I’m not ready for you to go yet, Nico. Just stay the night. We don’t have to figure any of that other shit out right now, okay? Just get back in bed with me and suck me off. It’ll make you feel better. I’m sure of it.”
My gaze snapped back to his face, and I noticed his twinkling eyes.
“Jackass,” I muttered, pushing him off me and making my way back to the bed to crawl under the covers.
“Ahh, there’s the Nico I know and lo—” He stopped suddenly before the word was out. I didn’t turn back to face him but smirked nonetheless. “Lust.”
The smile stayed on my face while he snuggled up against my back and pulled me tightly to his chest. Maybe I wasn’t the only one having mixed feelings after all. But at least he agreed it was just sex. Regardless of the mixed-up feelings, it was just sex.
“Lust, huh?” I asked, threading our fingers together in front of my heart.
“Bet your tight ass,” he grumbled against the back of my neck, arching his soft cock against said ass.
“You sure Pippa’s okay?” I asked after a few minutes.
“She’s in a Pack ’n Play in the other room. I gave her a bottle as soon as I got her over here, and she went right back to sleep.”
“What the hell’s a Pack ’n Play?” I asked.
I felt the rumble of his laugh through my entire body. “Go to sleep, Nico.”
“What did your grandfathers say?” I couldn’t help but ask in a teasing voice. “Did you tell them you had a naked man waiting in your bed and you needed to fetch his baby to guarantee you’d get a round two in the morning?”
“Something like that. Now shut the hell up and go to sleep.”
Chapter 18
West
I awoke to the sound of a baby crying, which meant I was on call in the emergency room. After jumping up and banging my hip into the corner of my bedside table, I realized I wasn’t, in fact, in the ER.
“What the hell?” I asked, looking around for where the sound was coming from. I saw Nico’s colorful hair sticking out from under the edge of the duvet and remembered what had happened the night before. I felt a huge grin stretch my face as I realized I’d gotten my wish—sleeping with the gorgeous man tucked up against me all night.
“It’s your turn,” I heard him say from under the bedding. “I was up with her, uh, a little while ago. Or something,” he mumbled.
I laughed. “Like hell you were, slacker. Get your ass up.”
He pulled back the covers and sat up, hair going everywhere like a very angry Troll doll. His face was fucking adorable, and the little hoops in his pouting lips made my damned mouth water as usual.
“Jesus,” I muttered, eliciting a glare.
“Sorry if I’m not Mr. Put-Together first thing in the morning, Your Highness,” he snapped, misunderstanding my curse.
“Dude, are you kidding? You’re fucking sexy as hell. I was trying to stop myself from going at you again before you’ve had a chance to fully wake up.”
His mouth opened, but no sound came out. Finally I heard him say, “Oh.”
Shaking my head, I glanced around for something to put on so I could stop the insane crying still going on. “Got a damned pissed-off Rainbow Brite in my bed,” I muttered, giving up on the clothes on the floor and opening my dresser.
I felt a pinch on my bare ass and yelped. “Ouch! What the hell?”
Warm breath landed on the skin of my back as Nico’s lips brushed my shoulder blade. “Just making sure you were real. Thought maybe last night’s sexcapade was a dream.”
“Thinking you’re dreaming means you need to be pinched, not me,” I retorted, trying to hide my smile. His voice was so sexy it was making my cock fill again. “Go get your baby so I can concentrate on what I’m doing and fix us some breakfast.”