Dad's best friend secret baby

Chapter 22

Evie

I tossed in my bed, forcing myself to go back to sleep. Ah, what I'd give for just fifteen more minutes of sleep.

My roommate, Megan, used to say I was a different breed. She said I was the only female she knew who slept as much as I read and still passed exams. Yes, thank you. I know I'm smart.

But smartness aside, there was something odd about this morning. I was especially weak, and the bed wasn't helping. I seemed to be melting even more under the soft mattress.

And the pillow, gosh. It felt so soft and hard at the same time.

Quite honestly it made me want to snuggle more into it. I did.

Still, with my eyes shut, I wrapped my arms around it, melting into it when it wrapped me back. Ah, bliss.

Wait. Why did my pillow—

I plunged my eyes open and was met with the most surprising... breathtaking sight: me, lying in my boss' arms.

My breathing stopped, and as I stared at him, images of last night in his office replayed in my head. Fuck. I had sex with him. I had sex with Ethan Thorne.

Apart from the throbbing ache between my thighs and the pang of guilt that curled my stomach, I didn't feel regret. Hell, I enjoyed every bit of it....

And I wanted to do it again.

As I traced the curve of his face with my eyes, all other thoughts slowly vanished at the ethereal sight of his masculinity. I could see everything from this proximity— with my head tilted a bit backward.

His long lashes, strong jaws, straight nose, plump, addictive lips. I narrowed my eyes when I spotted light freckles that trailed the bridge of his nose. This was new.

My fingers itched to trace them— the freckles. They itched to trail the sporadic pattern across the bridge of his nose. Fuck I wanted to trail every inch of his flawless skin.

I wanted to run my hands down his bare chest again... stroke his di—

My thoughts were cut short when his lashes slowly started to flutter. I froze, holding my breath, then his eyes opened.

I wouldn't lie. It was a little awkward as our eyes held each other. I mean, it was bound to be awkward, waking up beside my haughty boss after losing my virginity to him.

But I also wouldn't lie; he looked even more handsome with his eyes open. His messy hair added to the look, giving him the perfect balance of sexy and handsome.

The awkwardness in our stare slowly depreciated, just like the breath in my lungs. It started to become more intense... igniting the same fire I'd felt last night.

Wrong timing, Evie.

I suddenly felt the urge to say something. But what? I licked my lips, suddenly parched.

"I want water." I blurted and cringed at how odd it sounded.

He seemed to find it amusing because the corner of his lips rose in a small smirk.

"Not the first thing I expect you to say after last night, but I'll take it."

I was still battling the husk of his morning voice when he gently pulled me to the space beside him and turned to the nightstand.

The covers fell a little below his body as he stretched, and I was left to stare at his sculpted ass. His brief clung to his buttocks, revealing a perfectly toned ass.

Then my eyes fell to the animalistic claws on his back.

Shit. I did that?

I swallowed and quickly brought my hand to my body. I was clothed with only a round-neck T-shirt that smelled just like him. No panties.