Chapter 81 - Sleepover

"Cain, if you want to sleepover, I have two vacant rooms. Choose whichever room you like."

Cain stared into my eyes, wanting to see if I would waver.

"Alright," he said after a while.

He went and grabbed his suitcase before throwing me a flat look.

"I'll wait for you outside." Then he went out.

I sighed and shook my head, a bit helpless.

I'm delighted and excited that he'll stay with me in New Haven. But the man should tone down his actions a bit. My weak heart couldn't catch up!

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"You make yourself comfortable. I'll go ahead and sleep," I said, voice cleaving the stillness that settled between us after we finished eating and washed the dishes.

I have to escape. My control is no match against his allure!

Cain was sporting a simple V-neck sweatshirt and loose pants. But his sex appeal was overflowing and had my saliva working overtime that I had to gulped many times so it wouldn't overflow from my mouth.

I always slept with a t-shirt on, but now, I was forced to wear underwear and a complete set of pajama. Yet, the way he stared at me made me rubbed my thighs.

I couldn't stand his heated gaze any longer and quickly went in the comfort of my bedroom. Fortunately, he didn't say anything nor stop me. I locked the door, just in case, and took off my underwear. I can't sleep with a bra and panties on.

I laid on my bed, covered myself with a blanket, and closed my eyes.

. . .

. . .

I can't sleep!

I tossed and turned, finding a comfortable position to no avail.

After an hour, I gave up and was about to turn on the television when I heard my door unlocked.

I froze.

My heart beat faster and faster as I pretended to be asleep. But with all the silence, the thumping of my heart could very well scream that I was awake.

I shifted sideways, didn't want to see him. It's less awkward that way.

Cain removed the blanket and climbed on the bed. He scooted next to me and covered ourselves with the blanket. His movements were slow and careful like he didn't want to disturb me.

His warmth spread across my back. His leg hugged mine like a pillow as his arm wrapped its way around my waist.

I felt his hot breath on my hair, and my hairs stood on end. I knew he felt the violent beating of my heart, beckoning I was awake, yet he didn't say anything.

In the end, my body relaxed, finding comfort in the heat and protection he gave off, and my eyes closed.