Page 78 of Dangerous Attraction

Chewing on the inside of my cheek, I glance at the space beside me, then back to the man lying on the sofa.

With my heart hammering in my chest, and my palms beginning to sweat, I sit up again and turn toward him.

"If you're not going to switch places, then you can come and share the bed."

He lifts his head and stares at me with raised brows.

Heat floods my cheeks.

"We're both sensible adults," I state, tearing my gaze away from his to look down at the sheets covering my body. "As long as we stick to our sides of the bed, I think we'll be fine."

When he doesn't move, my eyes dart back to him.

He sits up, eyes studiously roaming over my face.

"Are you sure you're okay with that?"

I nod, nibbling on my lips as I swipe my palms across the covers.

After a few moments, he stands up, grabs his pillows and blanket in one hand, then reaches for his phone with the other before he makes his way to the bed.

Blinking, I watch as he places his phone on the nightstand, then tosses the pillows onto the bed.

Instead of lifting the covers and climbing underneath, he flattens them out, then climbs on top, spreading his own blanket across his body.

He sighs as his body relaxes into the mattress, and I watch from the corner of my eye in fascination as his muscular chest rises and falls beside me.

Although there's space between us, I can feel the warmth of his body, and there's a part of me that's desperate to get closer to him.

"Night, Red," he mutters as he shuts his eyes and shifts onto his side, his back facing me.

The large tattoo taking up the entirety of his back catches my attention.

'Loyalty' is written in large block letters across the top, and beneath that is a picture of the skull stitched into the back of every member's cuts.

I allow myself a few moments to drink it in, fingers twitching with the need to reach out and skim over the ink.

Instead of reaching for him, I twist around and turn the lamp off. I slide down, with my back facing his, and stare into the darkness of the room.

The sound of our breathing mixes into the silence, and I listen to it carefully, body tense as I wait for his to even out.

Minutes pass by, my pulse flooding my ears, sweat dotting across my skin, and my body subtly fidgeting beneath the sheets as I wait for him to fall asleep.

Squeezing my eyes closed, I breathe deeply through my nose and dig my fingernails into the skin of my thighs, trying to calm my racing heartbeat.

I feel him move behind me, and my eyes shoot open. My throat closes up, and my body locks into place, completely frozen.

"Trix."

His voice is loud in my ears, and it causes me to jump, making the breath I was holding in rush out of me.

My body, however, remains completely still.

"Trix."

I gulp.

"I know you're awake," he mutters.