Fatal Fascinations

Chapter 9: Over the Mountains

I squeaked at the sight of Caspian lying shirtless in my bed, his boner even more obvious thanks to my doing.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I scrambled off the bed, only to find myself in a similar state of undress. Caspian's green eyes took the full view of my lacy underwear and bra. His eyes travelled casually over my small chest, flat stomach, curved hips, and finally down to the only attribute I liked, my ass.

However, I did not like that it was Caspian enjoying the view.

Snatching the sheet off the bed, I wrapped it tightly around my body. Caspian rolled over onto his back and sighed.

"You act like I've never seen a woman's body before."

I flushed at his words, now staring at Caspian's glorious body.

His pale skin contrasted nicely against the white sheets, giving a more human like glow to it. His shoulder length hair lay gently across the pillow. A fresh line of stubble had appeared on his chin, making him seem even older. My eyes roamed his broad chest, down to his sinfully sexy abs and finally to his large erection which was sticking straight up, tenting his blue boxers.

Caspian wasn't ashamed in any way. Nor should he have been. The man was packaged.

"That-that was..." My sentence trailed off, as I couldn't find the right words.

I tried to look anywhere but at Caspian, but my eyes kept flicking back to his body.

"Do you wanna help?" He asked, smirking and motioning to his boxers.

Heat flooded my cheeks.

"Then I suggest you give me a few minutes."

Not wishing to suffer any further embrassment, I tiptoed quickly from the room, hoping to forget everything about the past twenty four hours.

Standing alone in Rose's hallway, I took a deep, calming breath.

Focus. You need to figure out what the hell is going on.

My feet tapped lightly down the hallway and I creaked open the door to Rose's room.

Sunlight reflected off the green walls. And there, to no surprise were my two best friends laying on Rose's king sized bed. I had expected to find them tucked safely under the blue and green covers, sleeping soundly as they usually did.

Both Alex and Rose were indeed nestled deep within her bed, but another memeber had joined them.

Luca's snores echoed softly in his sleep.

Just like Caspian, Luca's shirt had been removed during his slumber, his torn t-shirt thrown carelessly on the ground. His jacket is still at the park I remembered. That was my fault.

Alex's leg had been thrown over Luca's body and her head rested against his outstreched arm. Rose laid tucked against the other side of Alex, both their bodies pressing close.

I walked silently over to the bed, surveying Alex and Rose to make sure no further scratches existed. The bedsheet had been pulled up over their legs, but both were snuggled into oversized T-shirts.

Wrapping my own white sheet tighter around me, I moved over and tapped Luca's arm lightly.

He looked so peaceful sleeping. His face was relaxed, his lips parted slightly.