I rolled over. My head felt like it had been rolled around in a dryer for a few hours. My hand landed on something hard. Running it over lower I heard a low growl.
“If you keep touching me like that then I’m not going to be held responsible for what I do next,” his husky voice made me open my eyes quickly.
He pulled me into his chest. The warmth from his body made me want to cuddle in closer. The events of last night crept into my mind like some bad nightmare, giving me an instant headache.
The fear filled my chest and I pushed myself out of his arms. I fell off the bed, landing on my back. I groaned in pain.
“Seriously?” Sterling said.
He had slipped on some sweat and rushed over to me, trying to lift me up.
“Don’t touch me!” I smacked his hands away.
The scowl I was used to seei
