Bittersweet Memories (Off-Limits #4)(31)

Alanna is silent as I walk her back to my bedroom. “I’ll get you a duplicate key.”

“Silas,” she says, turning toward me as the door closes behind us. “I can’t stay here with you. If I become a resident, I should sleep in the big hall. I really don’t want to inconvenience you, and I feel like I’m invading your privacy.”

I take a step closer to her, and she takes a step back, until she’s pressed up against the door. “Alanna,” I murmur. Her eyes widen, and I smile as I rest my forearm against the door, right beside her face. “You sleeping in the big hall would be a huge inconvenience for me, because I’d hate having to worry about you. Besides, you sleeping with me means we can offer someone else a bed. There are no downsides to this for me, but if you’re uncomfortable with us sharing a bed, just let me know. I can see if I can arrange a sleeping bag for myself. I’ll just sleep on the floor. It isn’t a problem at all.”

“No! You can’t do that, Silas. I’m okay with sharing a bed, but I just didn’t want to bother you. Si… I just… I’m worried you’ll start to dislike me if I depend on you too much. I don’t want to be a burden to you. You’re all I’ve got left.”

My heart skips a beat at her words, and I sigh as I drop my forehead to hers. Now, more than ever, I wish I could properly take her into my arms and make her see that she’d never be a burden to me. Living the way I do means having to become selfish, but she’s my only exception. I just wish she knew that.

Alanna’s eyes fall closed, and I inhale shakily when she wraps her arms around my waist. I hesitate for a moment before pushing my body against hers, hugging her back. I thread my hand through her hair and hold her tightly, my need for her making every other thought fade away.

“You’ve got me, baby. You’ll always have me. I get how hard it is to rely on someone when you’ve never had to do that before, but I swear to you, nothing would make me happier than you letting me be there for you, okay? It isn’t charity, it isn’t pity.” It’s love.

Alanna nods and turns her head, her lips brushing against my neck. A shiver runs down my spine, and I pull away from her before I start to want more than she’s willing to give me.

“I need to get back to work,” I murmur. “Start looking at scholarships, and we’ll go through them together later, okay?”

Alanna nods, her eyes on mine. For the first time since I found her in the sleeping hall, those beautiful eyes of hers are filled with cautious hope. For now, that’s enough.





Chapter Nineteen





Alanna



I jump up from the bed when the door opens and Si walks in. He looks exhausted. I never quite realized just how hard he works every day. “Hey,” he says, his voice soft. “Did you get some research done?”

I nod. “I made a spreadsheet with all available scholarships and their eligibility criteria, and I’ve already started drafting some essays, too.”

He smiles, a hint of pride sparkling in his eyes. “Good girl,” he murmurs, and my heart skips a beat. I know he means it as a compliment, so why do those words make me feel so flustered?

“Wait for me, okay? I just need to take a quick shower, and then I want to see this spreadsheet of yours.”

I nod and watch him disappear through the bathroom door, my heart racing. Somehow, tonight feels different from last night. When I first walked into the shelter, I was so filled with worry and shame that I didn’t have the emotional capacity to think of anything else. Tonight, all I can think of is the way I woke up in Silas’s arms, and the fact that we’re about to share a bed again. There’s so much left unsaid between us, and part of me wants to ask about the drawing he gave me on my eighteenth birthday, yet a larger part of me doesn’t dare to. Not now. Not considering the situation we’re in.

I’m startled out of my thoughts when Silas walks out of the bathroom in nothing but his towel, a few drops of water dripping down from his shoulder to his abs. I bite down on my lip, unable to tear my gaze away. I know Silas has always used exercise as an escape, but I never realized just how strong his body is. He’s even sexier than he was in my fantasies.

“Alanna,” he groans, his voice different to usual.

I drag my eyes up to his, only to find him looking at me in a way he never has before. My heart starts to race, and heat rushes to my cheeks. Silas runs a hand through his hair, and the movement just draws my eyes back to his abs. He clears his throat as he rushes toward his wardrobe, and I finally snap out of it when he walks back to the bathroom with a change of clothes in his arms.

My cheeks are still flaming when he emerges fully dressed, and I struggle to meet his eyes. He totally just caught me checking him out, in the worst way.

“Let’s see it,” he says, and my eyes snap up to his. Si smiles and shakes his head. “The spreadsheet, Ray.”

“Oh!” I bite down on my lip, praying my cheeks aren’t as flushed as I suspect they are. My heart is hammering in my chest as Si sits down next to me, the scent of his body wash invading my senses.

He leans into me and looks over my shoulder. Having him so close is wreaking havoc on my senses. It’s insane just how soothing his presence is when it’s simultaneously got my heart racing a thousand miles an hour.