"Can't sleep?"

"No," I huffed out in annoyance, tossing in the bed for what felt like the hundredth time.

His arm went around my waist, drawing my body closer to his. "Is that more comfortable?" he mumbled against the skin of my neck before kissing the spot.

I opened my mouth to speak, yet the words died in my mouth as I felt his hand travel up my side, pushing the material of my shirt up with it. The tips of his fingers danced across my bare skin with the lightest touch, sending a shiver up my spine.

"Tell me what you need," he whispered and continued to move his lips along my neck.

"You."

The curve of his mouth forming into a smirk was evident on my skin. "To do what?"

"Anything," I said as I rolled onto my back and met his glance.

"Anything?" His lips brushed over mine as he repeated the word.

The cold draft in the room wasn't making my need any easier, and I let out a desperate whimper as his hand hovered over my breast.

"Just shut up and kiss me already," I whined, growing tired of my own annoyance towards not getting any release.

He gripped my chin, tilting my head up. "Where are your manners? I don't believe I heard you say please."

"Now."

Within a split second, his lips were on mine, kissing me with a rough sense of urgent passion. I was finally getting my taste of him, the one I had been craving since he walked through the door this afternoon.

He pulled back for a brief moment to say, "You're lucky I love you enough to ignore that bratty attitude of yours."

"And you're lucky I can't resist you. Now shut up already." I placed my hand on the back of his neck and drew him in for another kiss.

My lips parted slightly, allowing entry of his tongue. His hands moved down to explore my body with a touch that was delicate yet rough at the same time. It was intoxicating. He was intoxicating. I knew from the moment the two of us were alone in the guest house, all the rules were being tossed to the side.

A gasp escaped me as his fingers disappeared in between my legs. His head rolled back, clearly trying to suppress his own groan. "No wonder you couldn't sleep," he said, licking his lips, "Want me to make it better?"

I nodded my head feverishly in response.

His hands were on the waistband of my underwear as he looked up at me. "Use your words."

"Yes," I blurted, struggling to contain myself. "Yes, please!"

He appeared pleased with my response as my underwear was pulled down and tossed onto the floor in one quick motion. My legs were spread open, as he positioned himself in between. Running his hands along the inside of my thighs, I sunk my teeth into my bottom lip as I felt him leave a trail of kisses, inching closer towards my desperation.

"Don't keep quiet," he said, peering his eyes up to meet mine. "The minute you hold back, all this ends." He placed another kiss, this time, right on the spot that caused me to release my bottom lip from between my teeth and gasp with pleasure.

I became a withering mess underneath him. My hands gripped the sheets and I could feel a thin layer of sweat form on my skin. Whatever he was doing by pleasuring me with his mouth and fingers was working. Oh god, was it ever working.

My back arched off the bed as I loudly chanted out, "Oh, fuck! Yes! Just like that!"

The more vocal I became, the more it appeared to encourage him to continue pleasuring me as if his life depended on it. I don't know what had gotten into him, but I didn't care. I nearly lost all senses as his teeth scraped against my-

"Oh, fuck, I'm close," I cried out, eyes rolling back as my head crashed down against the pillow. "Hunter!"

My eyes shot open as I sat up in bed in a panicked, frantic state. I placed a hand on my chest, feeling the rapid beat of my heart. It felt like it was about to leap out at any given moment.

I looked around the dark room. It was just a dream. No, correction. A nightmare.

I had another sex nightmare about Hunter. What was that? That the third one tonight? At least the first two didn't have us uttering the L-word.

Collapsing back down against the mattress, a frustrated groan escaped me. This was going to be torture. Not only did I have to lie for two weeks about our past, but now we were roommates. And, on night one, I was having sex nightmares about him. 

Great. What else could go wrong? Because I was positive there was more to come. I only hoped whatever force was controlling this horrible storyline for me would get it all out of the way today and not surprise me later on. I couldn't imagine my heart being able to handle much more.

The sun finally peaked its way through the blinds. I convinced myself this was an appropriate time to get out of bed for the day, especially since I had already been up for hours by this point.

I need a shower. And coffee. Lots of coffee.

As my feet touched the wooden floor and I forced myself out of bed, a warm shower was looking more and more appealing. It was definitely a much colder morning to wake up to compared to what I was used to back at home.

I rubbed my tired eyes, exiting the bedroom with exhausted steps. The bathroom swung open as I reached for it and I collided into a body.

"Woah, you alright?"

The sound of Hunter's voice was the last thing I needed. Well, that and walking directly into him first thing. Clearly, my day was already set up to be a fucking disaster.

"I'm fine," I snapped, the anger behind my voice more evident than I intended.

Hunter stepped aside without another word, allowing me into the bathroom in peace - that was until I heard him say, "You know, if I keep hearing you call my name out like that in the middle of the night, this is going to be a very interesting two weeks together."

Heat ran up my neck and flushed my cheeks. My skin felt like it was on fire as I turned around to face him. "What?"

He had to be joking - playing around with one of his stupid games. It was what he did best. There was no way he heard me because there was no fucking way any of that even-

"You are quite the sleep talker when you drink," he said, clearly amused with himself as he took a step towards me. "If you need a release that badly, I am happy to add my services to the little running list of rules that you have."

With narrowed eyes, I could feel my entire body tense hearing his words. "That won't be necessary."

Hunter cocked his head slightly to the side with a grin. "I'm sure it won't. But just so we're clear," he leaned closer, allowing his face to only be a minuscule distance away from mine, "I will only touch you if you tell me to."

"How kind!" I spat sarcastically. "Well, enjoy spending the next two weeks keeping your hands to yourself because there is no way in hell that will happen."

And with that, I grabbed hold of the door and slammed it shut.

"How did you sleep?"

"Great, really well," I lied, wrapping my hands around the mug filled with hot coffee.

Day two and my lies were only continuing. In my defence, this one was only a white lie. I didn't want my sister to think that my lack of sleep had anything to do with the accommodations.

"Shit, I completely forgot," Delilah glanced over her shoulder, "I won't be able to drive you into the city. Ethan is stuck at work all day and Lily has a half-day at school, and then a dentist appointment I have to take her to. There's no way you would know how to drive a stick shift, right?"

"Uh, no. But, it's okay. I can take a cab or something."

Delilah turned the tap off and dried her hands with a dishtowel. "Dyl, do you know how much that would cost to go all the way to the city? Don't be stupid." She walked towards the doorway and poked her head out into the hall. "Hunter?"

"Yeah?" He called out from a distance.

"Can you come here for a second?"

I gave Delilah a warning look, able to predict with almost a hundred percent certainty where this conversation was about to go. Delilah waved off my expression and ignored my pressing glare as Hunter entered.

Lily was tossed over his shoulder, giggling madly as she kicked her feet.

"Oh, please don't break my child!"

"I wouldn't dare," he said with a grin and placed her down on the ground. "What's up?"

Delilah helped Rory into her chair and instructed the child to eat as she began brushing her hair. "You know how to drive stick shift, right?"

He nodded. "Been a couple of years, but I'm sure it's like riding a bike."

"Do you mind driving Dylan into the city to get her things?"

"Really, it's fine-"

"Sure."

"I don't mind-"

She tossed him a pair of keys. "Perfect, you can take the truck."

"I'll pay for the cab-"

"Sounds good," he said, putting the keys into his back pocket.

"Oh, you could show her around town a bit!" Delilah finished braiding Lily's hair and turned her attention towards the child. "Is your school bag all packed?"

Lily shook her head, giggling madly as she inhaled another spoonful of her cereal.

"Lily, just because your Uncle is here doesn't mean you get out of doing your morning tasks," Delilah said, in a stern yet calm voice.

Lily looked down at her cereal, pushing it around with her spoon. "Sorry, mommy."

"Hey, look at me." She waited until Lily turned her head up. "He's here for two weeks. That's a lot of time to play. Are you done eating?"

She nodded her head. 

"Okay, good. Now we have enough time to go get your bag ready. Come on."

Lily ran up to Hunter, tugged on his hand and whispered something in his ear. She quickly looked in my direction before giggling to him and running off with Delilah hurrying to catch up from behind.

"I don't understand how she likes you and hates me," I mumbled once the two of us were left alone.

"Lily doesn't hate you."

"The kid barely looks at me!"

Hunter filled a mug with coffee. "She thinks you're a princess."

"What?"

"Yeah, she said it last night. Made me read her the story... shit, which one was it. The one that sleeps a lot..."

"Sleeping Beauty?"

He snapped his fingers. "That's it. Yeah, that one."

"She thinks I'm Sleeping Beauty? Do I look that exhausted all the time or something?"

"I think it's the hair," he said. "But the kid's convinced of it so she's been all nervous around you. She thinks you're going to show up at her birthday dressed like her."

Great. Now I had to find a Sleeping Beauty costume to dress myself up in for Lily's princess birthday party. At least I'd fit in. And hopefully, that would seal the deal and ensure my niece liked me.

"When do you want to go?"

I let out a sigh of defeat. "An hour?"

"Sounds good." He must have noticed my disdain towards this entire arrangement as he leaned forward. "Come on, Dylan. Don't worry. It's only an innocent road trip between two roommates," a smug grin crossed his lips as he added, "Unless, of course, you're worried about all the tension that will build between us in the car... you might find yourself giving into my rule."

"I'm about three seconds away from putting my hands around your neck if you keep this up."

"Kinky."

The heat of embarrassment returned as I could feel my cheeks turn red. One second, we could be fine and have a normal conversation. And the next, he had to make some type of comment and ruin the entire moment.

"Was that something you did in one of your dreams last night?"

Hearing him say that was the final straw.

Without thinking it over, I grabbed Lily's bowl of leftover cereal and dumped the contents on his head. It was childish, but I couldn't help but feel extremely satisfied as I watched the milk soak into his hair and run down his face. "See you in an hour, roomie."

01/29/22; when i said updates 1x a week and then put out 3? yeah... it be like that sometimes.

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