Chapter Fifteen
“We should shower,” I finally say, with no small amount of reluctance. “And then we can go to bed.”
She stirs against me (I’m pretty sure she was nearly asleep or totally there) and her curls brush against my jaw in the most amazing way when she lifts her head to look at me. “You want me to stay the night?” she asks, like I just asked her to donate a kidney.
Bossy Sean rears his head. “You’re not driving home this late. It’s not safe.”
Cue eye roll.
It’s adorable, but I still playfully pinch her ass. “Hey, I’m serious. I don’t feel good sending you out this late when I’ve got a perfectly good bed right here. And I’m an excellent snuggler.”
“I drive home from the shelter this late all the time,” she informs me. “And I live in some pretty sketchy dorms. I can h
