Love At First Glance (Love at Firsts #1)(39)

“You and my dick, you’re obsessed.” He shakes his head and looks me over, all of me and bursts out laughing.

“Don’t say anything or I swear next time it’s not your ribs I go for but your dick.” I narrow my eyes at him and half run to the bathroom to get changed.

“I’d rather you do something to my dick with your mouth than your elbow, but that’s just a personal preference.” He chuckles and I glare at him when I walk back into the room. “My little panda.” He opens his arms for me still laughing at himself.

“Piss off.” I chuckle and lie on top of him.

“You’re suffocating me! Help!” He fakes gasping for air.

“Calling me fat?” I raise my eyebrow.

“I see you finally did something about your eyebrows. You know you're not.” He squeezes me and keeps his arms around me, keeping me pinned on top of him.

“Matt did when you sent him to check on me instead of doing so yourself.” I give him a look and he knows I both appreciate what he did and am mad at him for not checking himself.

“I needed time.” He sighs.

“Where were you when I hung up on you?” I look up at him.

“I…” He looks at the ceiling, either trying to come up with a lie or not wanting to tell me the truth.

“Don’t lie to me,” I say softly.

“I went to f*ck someone, I needed to blow off some steam, but couldn’t do it.” He sighs.

“Couldn’t do what?”

“Do you really need me to explain everything?” He glares at me.

“Yes,” I say and pout like a petulant child.

“I couldn’t get it up.” He mumbles under his breath and I burst out laughing.

“It’s not funny,” he spanks my ass and I yelp. It stings but f*ck it feels good.

“It’s hilarious. You, not able to get it up. Brilliant.” I grin wide.

“You’re so mean.” He hides into my neck, rolling us over.

“I know.” I chuckle wrapping my arms around him.

“Can I stay the night?” he asks tentatively.

“Of course.” I kiss his head.

“Thanks.” He smiles before disappearing into the bathroom. It’s not long before I hear the shower turning on. I’m glad he’s ridding himself of any trace of that man or woman’s body before sleeping in my bed. I shudder just thinking about it. I’m so glad he couldn’t get it up and f*ck whoever he was with. Maybe he's realizing he has feelings for me? A girl can dream, right? It still hurts that he didn’t come here straight away, but he’s here now. I can’t be mad at him because he has no idea how I feel about him and we’re not dating. It would be hypocritical of me to give him shit for something like that.

How I wish I could just join him in the shower, but I can’t risk him rejecting me and thinking I’m crazy. Just thinking about him, naked in my shoulder, touching that amazing body of his is doing things to me. I groan and squeeze my thighs together, getting wet just thinking about it, and I’ll have to sleep in the same bed as him tonight. Pure torture, that’s what I’m inflicting on myself tonight.

I pick up my laptop and the empty tub of ice cream from the floor, I’m bent over with my ass up in the air when I feel a pair of eyes on me. I turn around and see Spencer staring at my ass.

“Enjoying the view?” I narrow my eyes at him.

“Very much so.” He smirks and walks to the bed, no not walk, swaggers to the bed.

“Perve!” I shake my head and walk over to my side of the bed.

“And proud.” He smiles and lies down in just his boxers. I can see the outline of his thick, semi-hard cock. I shouldn’t have looked, it’s all I’ll I’m going to be able to think about now. “Are we good?” he asks wrapping his arm around me and pulls me down next to him.

“Yes, as long as you stop being a dickhead we will be good.” I smile and kiss his shoulder.

“Good. Thank you for taking me back.” He smiles.

“I always will, as stupid as it makes me. I don’t want to imagine my life without you.” I sigh.

“Neither do I.”

“Did you get to do your life thinking?”

“No, it was just the first excuse I could think of on the spot.” He chuckles.

“Sure.” I look at him not buying his bullshit.

“Okay, I just wanted to make sure giving you space was the best thing, but truth is I’ve been feeling like shit these past three days and had had enough. Had you not hung up on me and told me to pretty much f*ck off, I wouldn’t have come here. I was planning on stopping here tomorrow after work, but I didn’t nor could wait any longer anymore.” He shrugs.

“I’m glad you’re here.” I smile at him.

“Me too.” He kisses my head and we fall into a comfortable silence with Bernard jumping up onto the bed to curl up between our legs.

As I lie here awake in my sleeping best friend’s arms, I wish we were more than friends, but at least I have him back. My Spencer is back in my life. To anyone this might seem weird, but he’s all I need in my life, he’s the reason why I’m happy. I look at the clock and smile seeing it’s not midnight yet.

“Another good end to a Monday,” I whisper and close my eyes.