He looks down and frowns. “Maybe.”
Since he doesn’t want to talk about them right now, I drop it.
Sassy walks over and sniffs Archer’s hand, then licks it. I hold back a laugh because we’re thinking the same thing—he looks good enough to eat. Though if I’m not mistaken, Sassy’s expression just said I licked it, so he’s mine.
“Good night, Sassy.” Archer pets her head, then smiles at me. “See ya in the morning.”
“Night.”
As soon as he’s out of sight, I blow out a breath. I’m gonna need more than just my vibrator tonight.
Once the dishwasher’s loaded and running, Sassy follows me into my room—though I’m surprised she didn’t run after Archer by how she claimed him. I brush my teeth and do my skincare routine before climbing under the covers. I direct Sassy to the floor and bring out BUB—my backup boyfriend. After removing my yoga pants, I dim the lights and turn on some soft music.
Usually, I look up some videos to get started, but Archer’s given me plenty of visual inspiration to get me started.
Archer’s hard chest.
Archer’s broad back.
Archer’s biceps and tattoos.
Archer’s thighs in black jeans.
Archer’s tongue when he licks his lips.
Archer’s ass in a white cotton towel.
Archer’s scruffy jawline and boyish face I want to sit on.
Archer’s nipple ring that—
“Oh God…yesyesyes…” I whimper as softly as I can.
Reaching above my head, I push against the headboard and add more pressure to my clit. My calves tighten, tingles shoot up my spine, and my pussy clenches as the orgasm builds.
The explosion has my back arching as I chase the high. I can barely catch my breath when another begins to surface. I widen my legs and thrust my hips, seeking another release. The first one was intense, but this one is zapping me into outer space.
“Holy shit…” I nearly scream out but bite my lip to keep my voice from echoing. My back flies off the mattress as I seek a third orgasm.
“Yes, so close…” My eyes roll, my toes curl, and I’m seconds away…
Crash.
My body tumbles down as the wooden frame gives out, and my mattress falls to the floor.
What the fuck?
I turn off BUB, shocked as hell.
You’ve got to be kidding me!
As soon as I hear a knock on my door, I toss the vibrator and try to get up. Sassy barks like a lunatic at the noise, and I reassure her that everything’s fine.
“Everleigh, you alright? I heard a bang.”
“Yes, come in.”
Without another word, he whips open the door and looks for me. His eyes drop to my legs, and I remember I’m still in a thin T-shirt and panties.
“What the hell?”
“Fuckin’ IKEA bed, I swear.”
“The boards busted?” He stands next to me, looking over the mess. Once I let Sassy inspect me, she saunters off to the living room.
“Yeah, I wood glued them together once.”
He chuckles. “How many times has this happened?”
A blush covers my cheeks—he definitely knows how it busted considering how I look.
“A few…” I reply. “It might be time for me to replace it if I can’t fix it again.”
“Well, let’s lift the mattress and look at the damage,” Archer suggests.
As soon as I move my comforter out of the way, BUB rolls out and thumps next to me. Archer’s eyes widen in surprise.
“Whoops.” I chuckle, then kick it away.
We lift the mattress and lean it against the wall.
“Yep, just as I suspected.” I frown at the slats that are cracked right next to where I repaired them before. “I don’t have the shit to fix it. Go figure.”
“Did you use clamps to hold them in place and wait for it to dry?”
“Uh, no.”
His mouth tips up in amusement. “Might be time for some slats.”
Releasing a sigh, I nod. “I think you’re right.”
“I can go with you to the hardware store tomorrow and fix it for ya. Might take a couple of days, though.”
“Okay, thanks. I guess I’ll sleep on the couch tonight.”
“Everleigh, no.” Archer immediately comes closer. “Take my room. Please.”
“Nah, I’ll be fine. Won’t be the first and probably not the last time I’ll sleep there.”
“There’s no way I’m sleeping in my bed while you’re on a lumpy couch.”
“Hey!” I scold. “My couch isn’t lumpy.”
Archer smirks, and I know he’s messing with me.
“Whatever. It’s no biggie.” I grab my pillow and comforter, but Archer blocks me from leaving.
“I hope you’re going to the guest room with that.” He crosses his arms, and it reminds me more of a big brother than a roommate.
“There is no guest room. That’s yours,” I say. “And honestly, I don’t mind.”
“So damn stubborn,” he tsks, shaking his head, then quickly leans down. Before I realize what he’s doing, he lifts me over his shoulder. His hands are on my bare thighs, and I’m suddenly aware of how close his face is to my panties.
“Excuse me!” I squeal as he walks through the living room. I release the items I was holding.