Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
I chuckled. “Well, I can’t say that was my favorite part or that I’d like a repeat of the vomiting.”
He was quiet again, and I found myself sitting on the floor and leaning against the wall across from him. Hanging out in the bathroom was weird, right? I should give him some privacy or let him go home, but I didn’t offer, and Corbin didn’t mention it either.
The first time we’d met, I’d wanted to know more about him, and that feeling was amplified after tonight. What was going on in that head of his? And why did I want so fucking much to be the one to help him through it all?
CHAPTER FIVE
Corbin
What. The. Fuck. Had I done?
I was still buzzed but starting to come out of it some. Truthfully, I couldn’t even remember what had made me come over here except that I’d felt like shit, didn’t want to be alone, and something about Spencer kept me coming back for more.
Case in point. Why was I not going home to never talk to him again after all the shit I’d said? He probably thought I was a mess, and I couldn’t say he was wrong.
“My mouth tastes like shit,” I admitted.
“Fuck. I should have thought about that.” Spencer searched under the sink before pulling out an unopened toothbrush.
“Thank God for this.” You know…because my apartment was a million miles away and I had no way to get to it.
I stood, getting slightly dizzy when I did. Spencer had pushed to his feet as well, and reached out to steady me.
“I swear I don’t usually drink this much.”
“I hope not.”
“I’m gonna gain five pounds from all the sugar.”
He frowned. Words sat at the tip of his tongue. I didn’t know Spencer well, but I knew that much. Still, he didn’t set them free, just watching me as I opened the package, put toothpaste on the brush, and started dealing with my rank mouth.
“Oh God. This is better than an orgasm,” I said around a mouthful. Spencer chuckled, still standing close like he feared I would fall if he stepped back. He reminded me of Marcus that way. Declan too, actually. They were caretakers, and how Spencer was acting now told me he was one as well.
I finished brushing my teeth, then rinsed with mouthwash. I almost felt alive again, but my head was still swimming and my stomach riding a damn roller coaster. “I need my bed. I’m exhausted.”
“Come here.” Spencer walked out of the bathroom without another word. I followed as he went into the bedroom, stood beside his bed, and motioned to it.
“I’m confused.” Not about why he had asked me to come over, but why he would offer. Because he felt sorry for me, probably.
“Shut up and get into the bed, Corbin.”
Maybe a better man would’ve turned down his offer, but that guy wasn’t me. At least not today. I took my shoes off, tugged my shirt off as well, and fell onto the bed. “It’s a little hard but not too bad.”
Spencer rolled his eyes. They really were pretty eyes—mossy, or like fresh grass on a summer day. Like they were made of kindness he only let me get a glimpse of sometimes.
He stared at me, and I waited to see what he had to say. It was something. There was no doubt in my mind about that. Was he already regretting this? Wishing he didn’t have a drunk, shallow man in his bed?
“Just say it, Spencer. I’m exhausted. I need to get some sleep. If you want me to go, I’ll go, but if you keep staring at me without talking, I’m going to lose my mind.”
“I wasn’t going to tell you to leave. I was trying to figure out how to say that I want to lie down with you without sounding like a creep.”
My heart thudded, brows pulled together. “You want to fuck me? I’m not sure now is a great time to get laid. We can revisit when I didn’t just puke my guts out. Even if I’m topping, I’m not in the mood.”
Spencer huffed in annoyance. “I’m not talking about having sex with you. I’m talking about…cuddling. I’m not sure if you’ve ever done it, but cuddling with bigger boys is nice. I know I’m not one of The Vers guys, but I’m here and I’m willing…which is a huge-ass shock to me, the same way I can tell it is to you.”
The loud thump, thump, thump of my heart made my whole body vibrate, made blood rush through my ears until I wasn’t sure I’d actually heard what I thought I had. Spencer wanted to lie down with me? To hold me? “I thought you hated me.”
Spencer sighed. “You wouldn’t be here right now if I did. I never hated you. I just…” His eyes fell closed as his words trailed off.