”
I laugh. Apparently she didn’t mean to say that out loud and her fumbling around for words is really cute. I can’t say this to her, though. She’ll only freak out and I’ll be back on the streets calling Clyde again. “Sky, it’s fine. On the floor. If we share a bed, that’s fine too. I promise to stay on my side.”
She frowns. Did she not want me to stay on my side? Did she want me to touch her? She was confusing me.
“I sleep on the left.”
I nod. “Okay.” I start to pull off my coat, followed by my shirt. She gasps. I turn and face her. “What?”
“N-Nothing … I just … ” She catches her bottom lip between her teeth and I inhale. She looks so sexy right now. I’d give anything to kiss and suck on her lower lip. “Are you sleeping in just your boxers?”
“I can.” I wink at her. Her cheeks color to the brightest shade of red I’ve ever seen. I smile. “I won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”
She nods and drops her gaze away from my face. “It’s fine. If you’re more comfortable that way.”
Unbuttoning my jeans, I turn away from her. With the way she looks and is acting, I know I’m turned on. If I gave her a front view of what my jeans are hiding, she'd definitely regret her words. I’m not sure how physical she and her last boyfriend even got, but I do know no one has gone all the way with her. Which is another turn-on in itself, but I’m not about to freak her out by making her think I’m going to attack her while she’s sleeping. She doesn’t need to know the effect she has on me.
I walk over my bag and pull out a pair of pajama bottoms sporting the Denver Broncos logo all over them. “You never told me you liked the Broncos,” she says.
“I know.” I pull them up and adjust the band then turn to face her. “I know you do.”
She smiles. “Of course I do. Wes Welker is so gorgeous.”
I make a noise. “Really?”
She shrugs. “Does that bother you, Caleb?”
“Kind of.”
Her eyebrows quirk up. “Really?”
I close the distance between us, knowing damn well I shouldn’t. Knowing I need to keep my distance in order to not touch her. But there I am, playing with a strand of her loose hair, and bringing my forehead to hers. “It bothers me. I’m going to be selfish, but I need to say this. I don’t want you thinking about some other guy. I want you to think about me. Tonight, when that Malcom guy came up to you, talking about some party or whatever, I swear I wanted to kill him. No one has ever made me feel like this.”
Sky’s breath hitches a bit and she tilts her head back. “Caleb, I should probably admit something, too. When I saw you with Lidia, my thoughts went crazy. I thought at first … ”
“That I was into her? No.”
“I know. I mean, I know that now. About five times tonight, I’ve pinched myself and told myself you aren’t really here. But then, I keep thinking, ‘I hope he stays.’”
“Sky?”
Her eyes lock with mine. She smiles. “I want to kiss you. So much. But I can’t. When you leave to go back home, and all I have is memories, it will kill me. Not being with you kills me.”
I brush back the strands of hair that are falling into her eyes and then kiss her cheek. “I know, babe. Believe me, I know.”
It takes all my strength to pull away from her and settle into bed. My heart pounds like a drum inside my chest while my palms start to sweat. I’ve done a lot more things with girls than what Sky and I are about to do. So why is my body acting like this is my first time sleeping next to a girl?
If any of my boys were here, they’d call me a wussy. They’d tell me to man up and try to make a move on Skylar. And I should. I know I should. But if she rejects me again I won’t be able to handle it as well. She slips out of the room. About ten minutes pass before she’s climbing into bed showing off some short cotton shorts and a white tank top.
She’s downright the hottest chick ever.
I start