You Will Be Mine (Forever and Ever #7)(44)

She automatically wrapped her arms around me, the jacket still keeping her body warm.

Once I got inside the apartment, I set her down on the couch. “Want some water? Tea?”

She shook her head and her eyelids looked heavy. “A burrito would be nice.”

“A burrito?” I asked with a laugh.

“With lots of cheese. I love cheese.”

When she was drunk, she was actually really cute. “You want Taco Bell?”

“God, I love Taco Bell. I could eat there every day for every meal.”

I smirked. “I doubt your body would look as nice if you did.”

“You think I have a nice body?” she asked in surprise.

Was that a serious question? “Have you never looked into the mirror before?”

“I was always teased for looking like a boy.”

She looked nothing like a boy to me. Her behavior was making me realize her every day personality was just a front. She was hiding a lot of pain and doubt behind that pretty face. “I’ll run down and get you a burrito. Do you want anything else?”

“An empanada!” Her eyes were wide with excitement.

I laughed. “Okay. Sounds good.” I grabbed an extra blanket then tossed it on her. Then I turned on the TV. “Fresh Prince of Bel Air okay?”

“That’s like the greatest TV show ever made!”

“Then I’ll leave it on. I’ll be right back.”

“Okay,” she said.

I headed to the door.

“Theo?”

“Hmm?” I looked over my shoulder.

“Please hurry. My stomach keeps growling.”

I chuckled. “Will do.”

When I returned, she jumped up. “My burrito is here.”

“And the empanada.” I tossed the bag on the coffee table.

“God, that smells good. They could make that into a perfume.”

“Yeah…sure.” I sat beside her and pulled my food out.

She took a big bite into her burrito. “We should put a Taco Bell right next to the studio.”

“Yeah…” I finished my food then left the wrappers on the coffee table.

She ate like she was starving. The empanada was demolished just as quickly as everything else. “Wow…yum.”

Watching her made me smirk. Who knew she was such a fun drunk.

“Thank you for getting me food,” she said with a sigh. “I feel a little better now.”

“Sure.”

She leaned back on the couch and pulled the blanket closer to her. “Now I’m tired…”

“Ready for bed?” I asked.

“This couch is pretty comfy…”

“You can sleep in my bed. I just washed the sheets.”

“No, it’s okay…”

“I insist.” I picked her up again and carried her into my room. After I put her down on the bed, I pulled off her heels.

“You’re so sweet, Theo…”

I stilled when I realized she paid me a compliment. “I’m not as much of a jerk as you think.” I looked through my drawers until I found a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. “You can wear these. They’re clean.”

She held the fabric to her nose and smelled them. “Smells like Tide.”

How did she know that? “Are you a fabric softener expert?”

“Maybe…” She giggled and gave me a playful look.

“Why aren’t you like this at work?” I asked. “You’re fun.”

She laughed then waved me off. “It’s too hard to be happy. I try but it never works…”

What did that mean? “Why aren’t you happy?”

She sighed, suddenly getting sad. “He tortured me for so long and then I never had a family…I’ve never felt safe. I can’t count the number of times I’ve gone to bed hungry…the drugs.” She sighed again. “It’s hard to be optimistic when the world is full of bad people…but I try.”

I processed her words, feeling my heart accelerate. What did she mean by any of that? Who tortured her? What drugs?

She turned her blue gaze on me. “Theo, do you find me attractive?” Her thoughts jumped so much I couldn’t follow them.

I let the question hang in the air.

“Because you’re so handsome…there’s no way you’re attracted to a girl like me. I’m a tomboy. I’ll always be a tomboy.”

I couldn’t deny her physical beauty but that paled in comparison to who she was inside. “I think you’re beautiful, Alex.”

“Really?” Her voice was weak.

“Yeah.”

We sat together on my bed and let the silence stretch.

She breathed hard then stood up, her bare feet on my carpet. Then she slowly peeled her dress away.

What the hell was happening?

She pulled it down to her waist, revealing her gorgeous tits. They were perky, big, and round. My cock hardened at the sight of her. When she got the dress down to her waist, I realized I didn’t want her to stop. I wanted to see more of her, all of her. She was the sexiest woman in that bar tonight. Actually, she was the sexiest woman in all the bars.

But then my logic took over. “Whoa…” I grabbed my shirt then pulled it over her head, covering her. “You need to stay warm.” I got the shirt down to her stomach, relieved I found the strength to exert control.