Page 2 of Everything I Crave
“Can I give you a ride back to your Mom’s?” I start walking her to the passenger side of my truck.
“Nope.” She pops the p with her lips, full pink lips that are too tempting for her own good.
“Ok, how about to Addy or Lacey?” I open the door, and try to get her in.
She shakes her head. “Mm-mm.”
She slides off the seat I just got her into, and plants her body close to mine before I can step back.
“How about yoursss house, bigg guy?”
She makes an attempt at what I imagine would be a very seductive look if she wasn’t struggling to keep her eyes open.
“Ok. My house it is.” At the acceptance of her offer, she happily climbs into the passenger seat.
I sure as hell don't want to stand here in the middle of Main Street, arguing with a drunk Willow Harper about where she's going to sleep. I just want to get home.
I pull around the back of The Bar, my baby, and largest investment.
“Ooh are we havin moree?” she slurs.
“I live above The Bar, I renovated the upstairs into a condo.” I hop out of the truck, unhitch the trailer, and lock it up before going to the passenger’s side to get her out.
When I get there, she’s passed out, slumped over onto the center console. Laughing to myself, I scoop her up and carry her up the stairs.
I debate changing her outfit, but I can’t imagine having to sleep in this tux, so I take a chance that maybe she won’t be pissed I took her out of the dress. Grabbing an old tee from the dresser, I lay her on the bed. I slide her dress up her body, lifting her to pull it over her head. Slipping the tee on and tucking her into my bed, I wrap the covers around her before leaving her so I can shower.
Looks like I will be taking up residence on the couch tonight. I wish like hell I’d listened to my momma and bought furniture for the guest room, it would have saved me from sleeping on my couch.
I’m making myself a snack in the kitchen after my shower when I hear feet pitter pattering from down the hallway.
“Hey, big boy.”
I turn to look at Willow, shock ripples through me, along with lust.
She’s standing there completely naked. Her body is a work of fucking art. As beautiful as her voice that I haven’t been able to get out of my head since her impromptu performance at the engagementparty for her sister Lacey, and future brother-in-law, Colton.
She attempts to slide her hand up the exposed wood beam to lean against it, clearly knowing what she’s doing. Except, again for the alcohol that makes her misjudge the distance between her hand and the beam, causing her to fall to the floor.
Sighing, I place my bowl of cereal down on the counter and help her up off the floor.
“Mmm, are you coming to bed with me?” She slides her finger up my bare chest. “I like this.” Her head falls against my shoulder.
“I’m taking you to bed, that's for sure.” I walk into my room and find the tee again to slide over her head.
“Hey, this iss not what I wantedd,” she pouts.
Fuck, those lips again. And with how close she just was, I now have the curiosity of whether or not they taste how they smell, like sweet cherries.
“Well, unfortunately for me, I’m not into drunk girls, so this is what you get.” I lay her down and cover her up. “I’m going to get you some water. I’ll be right back, stay in bed, and stay clothed.” I raise my eyebrow at her.
“Fine. Whatevvverrr.”
By the time I come back with her water, she’s snoring lightly. I place the glass with some ibuprofen on the table by the bed.
I run my hand through my damp hair wondering what the hell I’ve gotten myself into. I should have brought her back to Addy or Lacey. But that sadnessin her eyes got me and now, there’s a beautiful, and very naked, sister of my best friends in my bed.
Fuck.