breath away.
I finally picked out a movie, some comedy I’d watched what seemed a thousand times in high school. Elizabeth raised a brow at my selection.
“Just watch it...you’ll think it’s funny. Trust me.”
“Where have I heard that before?”
I chuckled, stood up, and stretched. “Mind if I use your restroom?”
“Go ahead.”
I took a piss, washed my hands, and scrubbed my palms over my face. I was supposed to meet up with Tom right about now, but I figured he’d get over it.
I flipped off the bathroom light as I stepped back into the main room. The only light came from the frames on the TV. Colors flickered over Elizabeth’s face. I climbed to one knee on the bed, stretched so I could peer out the window.
Elizabeth looked up, frowning. “What are you doing?”
My gaze swept the sidewalk. Creepy lurker guy was gone.
“Nothing.” I shook my head, settling back to the bed. I supposed I could cut out, call it a night. Leave Elizabeth here, alone. But I didn’t want to.
“Is everything okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, everything’s fine.”
Her face kind of crinkled, like she really didn’t understand what was going through my head. I guess I didn’t really, either.
We turned back to the television, and I sat through the movie I could quote verbatim and just listened to Elizabeth laugh. At first she tried to contain it, to cover up her reaction, before she let loose. She laughed so hard she rolled to her side, so hard she was wiping her eyes.
Her little bare feet were situated close to my side. I reached out, my fingertips brushing over her ankle. I looked up at her. “I’m really glad I met you, Elizabeth.”
Her eyes smiled. “I’m really glad I met you, too.”
Faint light filtered into the room. I blinked, orienting myself to my surroundings. A surprised breath escaped my mouth when I realized my nose was pressed to Elizabeth’s belly, her stomach rising and falling in her sleep.
I didn’t know when I’d fallen asleep, but at some point, she must have gotten up to flip off the television. Now she slept on her side, our bodies curled in an extended S, her head at the top of the bed and my feet hanging off the end.
I lifted myself to my elbow, pitched my head to the side to pop my stiff neck.
My eyes traveled the length of Elizabeth’s body. Her shirt had edged up in her sleep, her jeans stretched over her perfect ass.
Black lace and satin pink bows peeked out at me just over the top.
Damn.
I really did want in those panties.
Sighing, I forced myself to climb from her bed, maneuvered her around to cover her with a blanket.
Elizabeth moaned from the depths of sleep and flopped to the other side.
I reached out and brushed her hair back, ran the back of my hand down her face.
Friends .
I nodded as the word clattered through my brain. Then I peeked once more out her window to the vacant sidewalk below.
Maybe I’d overreacted. But could it ever be counted an overreaction when the safety of someone you cared about was at stake?
I glanced back down at her as she slept. No . That was impossible.
I couldn’t imagine something happening to her. Someone hurting her. The thought of it made me sick.
Shit.
Raking my hands through my hair, I released a breath into the quiet of her apartment, gathered my things, and slipped out her door. On the other side, I paused, my hand on the knob. Finally, I jiggled it to make sure it was locked and forced myself down the hall.
Chapter Five
Elizabeth
Christian reached across the table and nabbed a fry from my plate. He’d already devoured his entire meal in what seemed less than two minutes.
I tried to smack his hand as he crammed the entire thing into his mouth. “Hey, didn’t your mom teach you any manners?”
He snorted. “Oh, she taught me all kinds of manners. And it’s not like you’re going to eat them.”
I shook my head, unable to grasp how one person could eat so much food. “Seriously, Christian...that
I finally picked out a movie, some comedy I’d watched what seemed a thousand times in high school. Elizabeth raised a brow at my selection.
“Just watch it...you’ll think it’s funny. Trust me.”
“Where have I heard that before?”
I chuckled, stood up, and stretched. “Mind if I use your restroom?”
“Go ahead.”
I took a piss, washed my hands, and scrubbed my palms over my face. I was supposed to meet up with Tom right about now, but I figured he’d get over it.
I flipped off the bathroom light as I stepped back into the main room. The only light came from the frames on the TV. Colors flickered over Elizabeth’s face. I climbed to one knee on the bed, stretched so I could peer out the window.
Elizabeth looked up, frowning. “What are you doing?”
My gaze swept the sidewalk. Creepy lurker guy was gone.
“Nothing.” I shook my head, settling back to the bed. I supposed I could cut out, call it a night. Leave Elizabeth here, alone. But I didn’t want to.
“Is everything okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, everything’s fine.”
Her face kind of crinkled, like she really didn’t understand what was going through my head. I guess I didn’t really, either.
We turned back to the television, and I sat through the movie I could quote verbatim and just listened to Elizabeth laugh. At first she tried to contain it, to cover up her reaction, before she let loose. She laughed so hard she rolled to her side, so hard she was wiping her eyes.
Her little bare feet were situated close to my side. I reached out, my fingertips brushing over her ankle. I looked up at her. “I’m really glad I met you, Elizabeth.”
Her eyes smiled. “I’m really glad I met you, too.”
Faint light filtered into the room. I blinked, orienting myself to my surroundings. A surprised breath escaped my mouth when I realized my nose was pressed to Elizabeth’s belly, her stomach rising and falling in her sleep.
I didn’t know when I’d fallen asleep, but at some point, she must have gotten up to flip off the television. Now she slept on her side, our bodies curled in an extended S, her head at the top of the bed and my feet hanging off the end.
I lifted myself to my elbow, pitched my head to the side to pop my stiff neck.
My eyes traveled the length of Elizabeth’s body. Her shirt had edged up in her sleep, her jeans stretched over her perfect ass.
Black lace and satin pink bows peeked out at me just over the top.
Damn.
I really did want in those panties.
Sighing, I forced myself to climb from her bed, maneuvered her around to cover her with a blanket.
Elizabeth moaned from the depths of sleep and flopped to the other side.
I reached out and brushed her hair back, ran the back of my hand down her face.
Friends .
I nodded as the word clattered through my brain. Then I peeked once more out her window to the vacant sidewalk below.
Maybe I’d overreacted. But could it ever be counted an overreaction when the safety of someone you cared about was at stake?
I glanced back down at her as she slept. No . That was impossible.
I couldn’t imagine something happening to her. Someone hurting her. The thought of it made me sick.
Shit.
Raking my hands through my hair, I released a breath into the quiet of her apartment, gathered my things, and slipped out her door. On the other side, I paused, my hand on the knob. Finally, I jiggled it to make sure it was locked and forced myself down the hall.
Chapter Five
Elizabeth
Christian reached across the table and nabbed a fry from my plate. He’d already devoured his entire meal in what seemed less than two minutes.
I tried to smack his hand as he crammed the entire thing into his mouth. “Hey, didn’t your mom teach you any manners?”
He snorted. “Oh, she taught me all kinds of manners. And it’s not like you’re going to eat them.”
I shook my head, unable to grasp how one person could eat so much food. “Seriously, Christian...that
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