Between The Lines

Chapter 80: Intertwining Souls

Lane's POV (1st person):

I couldn't help but smile at her fidgeting as I rummaged through my closet. Her flushed face was absolutely adorable. I found a hoodie that I thought would fit her. When I turned back around, she was sitting on the bed, trying to maintain some semblance of composure but failing miserably with her constant fidgeting. "Here," I said, showing her the hoodie. "This should be comfortable enough."

She nodded, looking at the hoodie. She started to pull her dress up, but then stopped abruptly when it reached her stomach. She blushed bright red and quickly pulled it back down.

"Could you, um, turn around?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

I stared at her for a moment, not wanting to miss a second of her cuteness. But then she quietly added, "I'm not wearing a bra."

I remembered the time at the pool and felt my own face heat up. "Uh, sure," I muttered, turning around. 

I heard the rustling of fabric as she quickly pulled off her dress. "Can you hand me the hoodie?" she asked softly.

I handed it to her without turning around, feeling the fabric leave my fingers. I heard the quick rustling of her pulling it on.

"Okay, you can turn around now," she said.

I turned to see her standing there in my oversized hoodie, looking absolutely adorable. It was a bit big on her, but it suited her perfectly.

"Goodnight," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

She headed towards the door but then stuttered, "Can I... stay here? I mean, sleep here?"

I smirked, feeling a wave of amusement wash over me. "Of course, you can stay. Come on, get in."

I patted the bed, and she climbed in, looking a bit embarrassed but relieved. I got in after her, lying down beside her. She smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and rested her head on the pillow.

She smiled shyly and climbed into the bed, and I got in after her. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, looking incredibly cute. She rested her head on the pillow, and I lay down beside her.

We settled into a comfortable silence, her back to me. I watched her for a moment, thinking she was trying to sleep, but then she turned her front to me and placed her hand on my chest. Her touch was soft and hesitant, and it sent a thrill through me. I couldn't take it anymore; I needed to hold her.

I leaned over and grabbed her gently between her thighs, hoisting her up so our bodies were intertwined. Both of my legs wrapped around one of hers, letting the other one of hers wrap around my waist. My hands held her so close, like a hug, and she copied the action, her breath warm against my neck.

She let out a shaky breath as my hands unintentionally tickled her back, and I felt her body shiver. I clenched my jaw, trying to keep my cool, but her reactions were driving me crazy. I let my hands roam further down her back, slipping under the hoodie. She gasped, her heart beating so fast that I could feel it against my chest.

"Lane," she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Yes?" I asked, feigning innocence.

She groaned softly. "You're really annoying, you know that?"

I grinned. "Annoying? Or charming?"

"Definitely annoying," she said, trying to sound sarcastic but failing miserably as her voice wavered.

"Oh, come on," I teased, letting my hands travel further up her back. "You know you love it."

Her breath hitched as my hands encircled her waist, tracing up and up, stopping just below her breasts. Her body tensed, and I could feel the heat radiating off her skin.