really didn’t count since he refused to step foot in my room, claiming it was better if he stayed in the living room.
“I’m sorry… I ruined your night,” Delaney mumbled. Then she said something else that I couldn’t understand.
“I don’t think I drank enough.” He stretched and stood.
I let out a slight laugh. “What?”
He towered over me and the proximity of my face to his waist made my body flush with heat. I slowly leaned back, taking in his well-defined legs, not to mention the huge bulge below the hem of his shirt.
Stop staring!
“If I only have a few beers, I get really relaxed instead of a buzz. I think that’s what happened tonight.”
I got up from the floor, making sure Delaney had a tight grip around the toilet. “Oh, I see. I’m sorry you didn’t drink more.”
He cupped my face with his hand. Warmth spread up my neck and zing of desire hit every nerve ending. “Don’t be sorry. I wanted to make sure I remembered this night with you.”
Melt my heart, why don’t you?
“It was my decision to not get wasted.”
I soaked up every one of his words. I was on toxic overload and loving every minute of it. “In that case, thank you.”
He winked and then kissed my forehead, both cheeks, and my nose. I froze, unable to handle the soft, tender pecks he adorned me with. I was shell-shocked and he hadn’t even swapped spit with me.
“I’ll call you tomorrow.”
I nodded, completely breathless, not to mention, speechless. A multitude of emotions flooded me when he positioned his hands on my hips. He pulled me closer to him and I felt every lump and bulge that carved his lower body. My hands rested on his chest and my fingers splayed across his pecs. Flashes of what he looked like without a shirt on inundated me. Just as we were about to kiss again, Delaney started hurling. So much for a hot kiss goodnight.
***
“Hey, you awake?” Several knocks sounded at my door.
I shifted and stretched. “Yeah, just waking up.” I yawned. “What times is it?”
Reaching for my phone, I tried to focus on the display.
“I don’t know. I think it’s a little after eleven.” Luke walked into my room and sat down on the edge of my bed. He had shown up about thirty minutes after Raven left. I was grateful because Delaney passed out an hour later and he had to carry her to the bed. I would’ve had to leave her on the bathroom floor.
“Thanks for coming over.” I laid my phone on my bed.
He shrugged his shoulders. “I’m used to it.”
I sat up and ran my hands through my matted hair. “What do you mean, you’re used to it?”
He cast me a dubious stare. “This isn’t the first time she’s done this shit.”
“Um, I know she’s my roommate and friend, but I’ve never partied with her. In fact, I’ve never seen her or heard her puking because she drank too much.”
“Yeah, I guess you haven’t.” Luke leaned back against the bed. “She usually comes home with me or goes to Jordan’s when she’s that messed up.”
I stalled for a moment, realizing that I really didn’t know Delaney like I thought I did. She really had been living a life that I didn’t know much about. And apparently, Luke had been a part of it more than I knew.
“Is that why you didn’t want me to know you two had been hooking up?”
“What?” His head turned quickly in my direction. “No, that’s not why.”
“Then why didn’t you want me to know?” I readjusted the pillow behind me. “It doesn’t bother me that you’re with her.”
“I thought it would piss you off if you found out about us.” He traced a fleur de lis pattern on my bedspread. “Besides, Delaney is complicated. I’m not sure what kind of relationship we have.”
“More than friends?” I hinted, knowing about the time he came over here.
“Yeah, something like that.” He rose up and then ran his hand through his messy hair. “By the way, sorry I hung up on you.”
I shifted, leaning over on my left