Chapter Fourteen
TRE
I wake up as a stream of light peeks through the curtain.
It takes me a moment to register the warmth pressed to the front of my body—it isn’t something I’m used to when I wake up. I’m a “kick the covers off in the middle of the night” sleeper. But the soft skin under my hand, the ass wiggling in my crotch, this is all new.
Oh s**t.
I peek through one eye, and sure enough, I’m spooning Tessa. I’m not sure what my hand was doing, but she’s moaning and squirming. Retracting my hand is torture, but she’s going to freak out if she wakes up and sees the position we’re in. Especially since my d**k didn’t get the memo that this is a platonic sleeping situation. When I roll onto my back, she rolls to her stomach, sliding her arms under her pillow and bending one knee up.
