Pretty Buoy (Swallow Cove Book 2) by DJ Jamison

Author:DJ Jamison [Jamison, DJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-07-24T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 21

Skylar

A soft, fuzzy dream-version of Brooks nuzzled my neck, and I woke up with a happy sigh.

When I rolled over and blinked my eyes open, Freddy meowed in my face. That was not the wake-up my dream had led me to expect.

The sheets beneath my hand were cool, because yet again, I was waking up alone. Aside from my furry roommate, of course, who jumped off the bed and ran toward the door.

It stood open a few inches to allow him in and out.

It would be so easy for Brooks to slip in while I was sleeping. I almost wished he would, because maybe with the fog of sleep, I’d let down my guard and accept what I really wanted. But, of course, he’d never do that.

I trusted him enough to leave my door open—and yet I couldn’t bring myself to sleep beside him. And why? It seemed illogical. Even when our relationship had gone downhill and Blaize had violated my trust again and again, I slept beside him.

I closed my eyes with a sigh, trying to revisit the dream where Brooks held me close, content with the knowledge it was where I belonged.

I couldn’t recapture the feeling. Not entirely. Because this bed was too empty.

In the three days since our cuddle by the pool, Brooks had stopped asking about sleeping together. Respecting my wishes, as he always did. And in those three days, I’d begun to long for exactly that.

More every day.

But something continued to hold me back. Some unnamed fear that once I opened my heart fully again, I’d be hurt. Even though logically, I didn’t believe Brooks would ever hurt me like my ex had, the fear remained.

Freddy meowed more insistently, so I got up and went to the kitchen to feed the little monster. He already had food, of course, because Brooks had taken care of it.

There was no sign of the man, so he must be showering already.

An idea sparked, making my pulse spike. Maybe I wasn’t ready for a sleepover, but I could get closer to him and wash that dream away.

I slipped into Brooks’s bedroom, then tapped on his bathroom door.

Over the rush of water, he called out, “Yeah?”

“Can I come in?”

“Hell yes.”

I opened the door, shoved off my sweats, and Brooks opened the shower door to allow me into the wet, humid space.

“This is a good start to my morning,” he murmured as I ducked under the spray and slid against his wet skin.

“Mm.” I brought our lips together. “I missed you doing planks. Had to get my fill of sexy Brooks time.”

His chuckle was sex-soaked. “This is a more fun form of exercise.”

We kissed and stroked, using soap and water to slick the way, and when Brooks came apart, his big body trembling in my arms, a rush of power went to my head.

“I want to fuck you soon,” I said. “Would you let—”

“Yes.” His chest rose and fell with his breaths. “Anytime. You just tell me when.”

I smiled at his eagerness.

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