I Never Thought

Chapter 45

Chloe's POV

I was hot, too hot. I tried to move my legs and couldn't, something was holding them down. When I tried to move my arm, it was the same situation. A prickly sensation shot from my right shoulder down to my fingertips and I winced. I opened my eyes to find that Chase was laying flat on his stomach with half of his body on top of mine. His eyes were closed and he was motionless, and naked.

Naked?

I quickly nudged him with my free arm. We had fallen asleep and I didn't even realize it. What if one of his family members walked into his room and found us laying in his bed, naked? Was his door even locked?

"Chase, wake up," I pressed as I tapped the side of his face. When he didn't budge, I propped myself up on my free elbow which caused his head to slide off of my chest and onto the mattress. This caused his eyes to flutter open. He laid there motionless for a few seconds before bringing his hand up to rub his red eyes. Stretching his long body, he glanced up at me before swiftly moving his head from side to side to scan the room.

"Shit, what time is it?" his voice was hoarse with sleep.

I glanced at the analog clock in the shape of a football on his desk across from us. It was nine minutes past four.

"How long were we sleeping for?" I asked nervously as I attempted to cover my bare chest with my hands.

He glanced at me before hopping off the bed and grabbing his clothes off the floor in one movement. "Uh, we got here around one so maybe about two hours?"

He pulled his shirt over his head the same second that I pulled my underwear and shorts on. Walking to the window and pulling a gap between the shades, he peered out the window. "Nobody's home yet," he sighed and pulled his pants up his legs.

I was now fully clothed and sitting on his bed, ignoring the wetness between my legs. Why was it so hot in his room? I fanned myself with my hands before pulling the hair tie off my wrist and pulling my hair up into a messy bun on the top of my head.

"Sorry, I'll open the windows," he muttered before pulling the shades up and pushing both of his windows open, allowing a gust of cool air to seep in. Relieved, I sighed and relaxed my shoulders.

He sat next to me on the edge of the bed. "Are you okay?" he examined my face and I nodded. Flashbacks of his pleasured face zipped behind my eyes and caused me to blush. I was still surprised by my boldness. What had come over me? Was it the pregnancy hormones? It must had been because I didn't know that I was capable of all of that until I did it, and I was proud of myself, to say the least.

His hand rubbed comforting circles on my back and I melted into his touch, wanting to scoot closer to him. His hair was messy, strands pointed in every direction and there was a red tint in his skin going from his chest all the way up to his cheeks. Even his eyebrow hairs looked frazzled. I stifled a giggle as I took in the wildness of his state. Even though he looked ragged, he was still a gorgeous sight.

"I think I should get going now," I stated and watched as his expression dropped from content to disappointed.

"Do you have plans?" he asked, his voice still hoarse.

"Not really, but I don't think I want your family coming home and finding us looking like this."

"Like how?" he asked, a puzzled look forming on his features.

I gestured between the both of us. My hair was messy and my skin was sticky from sweat, not to mention that my eyes were also puffy from sleep.

"Look at us, we look and smell like we just had sex." I laughed and he did too. Nodding in agreement with me, he ran his fingers through his hair in an attempt to tame it, and he did just a little bit but it was still obvious that he was partaking in unruly activities.