“Sleepy?” he asked, yawning next to me.
“Yes, but don’t think you get all the credit for it. I had a fitful sleep last night and it’s catching up to me.”
His hand stilled where it had been running up and down my spine. “Are you okay? I didn’t push you too fast, did I?”
I shook my head, not moving it from his chest. “No, I talked to Jules last night and told her that I kinda felt Bradford pushingme away. Maybe it was intentional, or maybe it wasn’t, but I almost feel like I was braced for it.”
“It doesn’t make it any less heart wrenching.”
My tired mind remembered him mentioning a cheating girlfriend who had wrecked him last night. I wanted to ask him, but I also recalled him telling me he didn’t want to talk about it after his one and only time mentioning it.
“Do you think I’m a heartless person for jumping into bed with you right after Bradford?” I wanted to smack myself on the forehead.
Why the fuck would I ask that? Especially after he’s just given me the most earth-shattering orgasm I’ve ever had.
“You could never be mistaken for heartless, Trouble. No, I just don’t want to hurt you.”
“Easton, we both agreed to this arrangement. I already promised I won’t catch any feelings for you. But I can tell you with a hundred percent honesty you’re the best rebound sex I’ve ever had.”
“And how many rebound partners have you had?”
“One,” I answered.
“Good, I like it when the odds are stacked in my favor.”
“Well, one is an odd number.”
We both chuckled, my body getting more lax, while I listened to his breathing. Soon enough my eyelids were too heavy to keep open, and I fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter 18
My stomach grumbled, waking me up from the comfiest nap I’d ever had.
Easton’s chest rumbled at the sound. “Hungry?”
“Yes, you should feed your rebound, it’s one of the most important rules. Or at least it’s a rule I’ve just implemented.”
“I accept this rule. What do you want?”
“Chinese?”
Without answering, Easton reached over and grabbed his phone out of his sexy sweatpants.
“Diabolical, by the way, wearing grey sweatpants.”
Easton kissed the top of my head while he ordered our food. I climbed up, embarrassed by my nakedness all of a sudden but needing to use the bathroom more than my awkwardness.
“Hmmm?” Easton asked, still on the phone, and when I looked back his eyes were glued firmly to my ass.
Embarrassment fixed.
After using the bathroom, I wrapped myself in my robe, walking out with a sway to my hips. Easton was sprawled out on my bed, with his phone in hand, a furious frown slashed over his beautiful lips.
“I’d hate to be the person that caused that look on your face.” I leaned against the door jamb, watching him work.
“You would never be as incompetent as the person that caused this face.”
“Trouble at work, darling?” I sauntered over, climbing in bed and grabbing my own phone to check my emails.