Larkyn is an angel when she sleeps. Her head is curled up against my chest as her arm and leg are draped over my waist.
I’ve never slept with a woman in my bed before without having s*x with her first. It was exactly what I needed. A night holding a woman I care about.
But it makes my feelings for her confused. What am I supposed to do now?
Tell her I’m falling in love with her, and I want to try a relationship for real? Or keep trying to push her away every time we do something that moves toward getting too close?
I run my hand through her sweaty hair. My lips curl up. She really does reek. She never showered after her race yesterday. She just curled up in my bed with me and made my pain go away.
If I were a better man, I’d spend the day telling her I love her and want her to be
