a grip. There was nothing I could do to change what had happened. But neither of us needed to freak out or make this awkwardâand by neither of us, I meant me. We were attracted to each other and acted on it. We were both into it, both consenting adults. Itâd be fine. Besides, I felt too ill to worry much anyway.
Pushing myself up, I flopped and fell back against the mattress. My heavy stomach rolled. Oh God. I had no energy. I needed water, aspirin, and to throw up the remaining alcohol that was still sloshing around in my system.
Never again. Never ever, ever, ever again.
My movements woke Blake. He removed his hand from my stomach and rubbed his face. âI feel like death,â he groaned.
Blushing because of the situation we were in, I replied, âJoin the club.â
He smiled at me. âHow do you not look like hell in the morning? I mean, youâve got that stunning, post-sex glow thatâs turning me on.â
Seriously? âHow can you feel like crap and still want sex?â
He replied, âHave you ever seen yourself, Mackenzie?â
His comment made me bite my lip. I didnât think I was that pretty, but I kind of loved how he saw me. Everyone wanted someone to think they were special, and my ex never had. Blake made me feel sexy and appreciated, which was nice, even if I broke my own rules.
âIâ¦â I what? What did I want to say?
Chuckling quietly, he shoved himself up and reached for his jeans. âI need food and strong coffee. Do you know what everyone has planned for today?â
Following his lead, I grabbed my clothes and started to get dressed. I flicked my gaze at him to make sure he wasnât looking at me. He was. âWeâre going down to the lake to swim. Aaron wants to feed everyone barbecue food all day; then weâre making a bonfire in the evening.â
Blake stilled. âYouâre making a fire in the middle of the forest?â
âA small bonfire. Weâre not setting trees alight.â
âAt least not purposefully,â he muttered. âIâm overseeing that.â
âOversee away. Iâm sure Aaron would love the help.â
âItâs not Aaron I want to hang out with.â
Holyâ¦
I bit my lip. âWell, good.â
He lifted an eyebrow while staring into my eyes. âYes, it is.â
If he kept looking at me like that, I was going to explode. I already felt too hot.
âSo youâll be down at the river all day?â he asked, bending over to pick up his T-shirt and pull it over his head. His muscular back was just as painfully perfect as the front. He must work out because there was no way that body just happened.
âYeah. Youâll come too, right?â I blushed again, hoping I didnât sound desperate, but I wanted to spend the day with him.
He wasnât exactly one of us, but there was an opportunity for us all to be friends if heâd give it a chance. Iâd already taken that chance and ran with it. Last night was proof. Blake was confident and caring, a combination I found really attractive. And he wanted to hang out with me as much as I did with him, it seemed.
âIâll come. Though I was thinking we could sneak off for a while.â
I buttoned my jeans and folded my arms, but I liked that he wanted me. âYouâre insatiable,â I teased.
Blake slowly stalked toward me. I held my ground, determined not to show him how on fire I was at the longing in his eyes.
His gaze rode over every inch of my body. âCan you blame me?â
I was about to say forget the food when a wave of nausea rolled over me. I needed to eat soon to soak up the rest of the alcohol. I also needed to keep a clear head. It would be so easy to get lost in all things Blake, and that was dangerous.
âWe can find many opportunities to sneak off, Iâm sure, but right now I need to eat some greasy food, or Iâm gonna feel horrendous all day.â