Eden.  

Eden was touching me.

I shut my eyes and tried to calm my breathing, not wanting her to know that I had woken. Her soft fingertips continued to run along the muscles of my stomach, dipping lower until she was tracing the band of my cotton pants. Her feather like touch was so enticing; I almost thought I was dreaming. She was still against my heart and I felt her breath dancing on my highly reactive skin. The most amazing and intriguing thing was that I felt her increased breathing as she got closer to the band of my pants just above my cock. This was all her, this wasn’t anything to do with me. Knowing that she was doing this on her own accord set something on a wild course within me. I remained still, concentrating on my breathing so I wouldn’t give away that I was completely awake and enjoying every moment.

This was all for her.

Sunlight caressed my face as my eyes fluttered open to a new day. I had finally fallen asleep just before five a.m. The warmth of being cocooned against Ky’s body had left me and now I was in his bed on my own. I pulled the comforter up to my chin and sighed into the pillow. My fingertips still felt like they were tingling at the sensation of touching his body; it had been risky and how could I have possibly explained it if he knew. I stretched and allowed my body to fully wake before I sat up and put my feet to the floor. I needed to walk out there and act as if nothing had changed. I couldn’t allow him to know.

Ky sat on the couch, iPad in his lap, and a frown etched on his face. I stood in the doorway watching him briefly before he sensed I was there. The laziest of smiles graced his lips as he looked me over. On instinct I folded my arms over my chest because it was surprisingly cold in the apartment this morning. He was dressed in sweats and a hoodie and thankfully he had decided not to shave this morning so his strong jawline was peppered with stubble.

“Do you want some breakfast?” he asked with certainty.

“Yes.”

He shook his head and stood from the couch and walked toward me. He stood before me and once again took me in. “Go take a shower and get in your most comfortable clothes. You and I are having a day together, just us.”

“What are we doing?” I asked, trying to ignore the bubble of excitement that unleashed inside of me.

“See that couch?” He nodded toward the inviting chaise lounge. “You and I are going to be sitting on that couch all day, watching television, watching movies, talking, whatever you want.”

“Okay.”

I left the living room and headed straight to the guest room. We hadn’t said a thing about the night before, about me sleeping in his arms all night. I didn’t know if I could face that conversation because I didn’t need this to be any more awkward. I fished through my suitcase, grabbed my clothes and toiletries, and escaped to the confines of the bathroom where I could try and get my emotions in check.

Twenty minutes later I walked into the living room wearing my comfiest sweat pants and my lay around top, which sat loosely off my shoulder. Soft music floated through the air and the smell of bacon hit my nose. My stomach grumbled in want, and I headed straight for the kitchen. Ky had his back to me as he stood at the stovetop, and I took a moment to admire him in silence. I still couldn’t believe that this guy was so intent on having me in his life without any consequence. He had the looks, the life, the confidence to have any woman he wanted, yet here I was on a freezing cold Sunday standing in his apartment getting ready to spend the day on his couch. It was surreal.

“Are you going to come in here?” His question shocked me. He slowly turned around, a smirk on his lips as he took me in. How did he even know I was there? “I’ve become very accustomed to your coconut scented lotion, and I could smell it as soon as you walked in the room.”

And there was the return of the butterflies.

Butterflies that shouldn’t be there.

“Are you ready for a Ky Crawford breakfast extravaganza?”

I walked into the kitchen and stood on the other side of the island. Jesus, he knew how to put on a breakfast. Fresh juice, coffee, waffles, and eggs were waiting on the counter and the sound of bacon sizzling in the pan that Ky was tending to completed the meal.

We were soon eating in silence, and I couldn’t help the deep sigh that escaped as I dug into the fluffy eggs that he had piled high on my plate. I had never had eggs this good before. He watched me closely as I filled my plate with more eggs and under his gaze my nerves decided to kick into gear.

“How did you sleep?” His voice was spiked with something I couldn’t understand. Was it frustration? Intrigue? Suggestion? “I for one had a very enjoyable sleep.”

I swallowed the mouthful of eggs and gulped down some juice before looking at him.

“I slept fine thanks.”

He nodded and I swore to God I saw a smirk and a raised brow as he looked down at his food. He couldn’t have, could he? I shook the thought out of my head and continued eating breakfast although the feeling of him giving me looks rushed through me.

We finished up breakfast and moved into the living room. His couch looked like it was going to wrap around me in pure comfort, and I couldn’t wait to get lost in it. I watched Ky as he cleaned up the kitchen while I wrapped one of the comforters around my shoulders. The weather outside was horrendous and the rain pounding on the balcony was creating the perfect atmosphere for a day of pure laziness.

The couch dipped when he sat beside me and handed me the remote. Yet again, it was my choice of what we would watch. I flicked through the list of movies and television shows that were on and settled on Walking Dead. It was one of the shows that I had been meaning to watch but never got around to it.

“Eden Rivers you never cease to amaze me.”

We sat in silence as Walking Dead started. I sat beside him completely enthralled by the show. It was all kinds of messed up. I pulled the comforter up to my chin and my eyes stayed glued to the television.

“Shit!” I jumped and scooted closer to the side of his body. He chuckled then dropped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to his body. I felt my body freeze under his touch but then as his fingertips ran over my bare shoulder, I instantly relaxed against the warmth of his body.

“I lied to you before,” Ky deep whisper startled me.

I stilled beside him, my mind replayed our conversations as I tried to find where he could have possibly lied to me.

“I slept well until I was awoken to the feeling of you touching me.” He continued.

Oh my god. I lifted my head from his shoulder and twisted on the couch so I was facing him. I dropped my eyes to my lap and began fidgeting as embarrassment flushed through me. “I am so sorry, I thought you were sleeping. I don’t know what came over me.”

“You don’t have to apologize Eden. Please look at me.” His voice came out wickedly soft. I reluctantly raised my eyes to find him looking at me warmly. “I was sleeping but then I woke up to the softest touch imaginable and I liked it.”

“You liked it?”

“Uh, fuck yes. But please can you make sure I’m awake next time.”

“Okay.”

His deep laughter shocked me. “Babe, that was an open invitation. I am awake now. This right here is your decision though. Touch me, do what you like but you are the one in control. I have no say. You don’t want to and that’s also fine. We will go back to watching zombies and nothing will change. If you touch me then that’s your prerogative however I cannot promise I won’t want to touch you. I’ve wanted to touch you for so long.”

Instantly my fingertips tingled at the thought of touching his smooth skin again. I enjoyed exploring his body while he was asleep but could I do it while he was awake and watching me. His body captivated me. My hands were shaking, and I inhaled sharply as I moved toward him. His eyes darkened and licked his lips at my movement.