Chapter Twenty
Alexa
After the scorching s*x dream I’d had the other night, the idea of Patton sleeping with me made me very nervous. But the pained expression on his handsome face made me even more uncomfortable. “I’ll sleep on top of the blanket, Alexa. I didn’t mean to make you think otherwise.”
“It’s just that I move a lot in my sleep,” I came up with. Nodding, I went on, “I might kick you—you know, in the,” I ran my hand in a circular motion to gesture to my private area, “family jewels.”
Smiling, he lost the expression that bothered me so much. “Oh. Well, I’ll just have to take my chances, I guess. It worried me when I woke up and heard you making those sounds, like you were in pain. I want to be right next to you, just in case you have another nightmare. That way I can wake you
