McKenzie Cousins Box Set 4

“How am I in a bedroom with you?” Jenna growled in my direction.

“I guess the grizzly bear is awake,” I mumbled under my breath, and Jenna definitely heard it as her eyes narrowed. “I guess sweet charming you isn’t going to be that easy, huh?” I added, giving up on sleep.

I swung my legs to the side and sat up, running my hands through my hair. It would already be a mess, so I didn’t care, right now, what I looked like.

“My head is fuzzy and my arm hurts.” She turned her arm this way and that and then paled. “The accident. Oh!” Jenna laid back down on the bed, nursing her arm.

Padding toward her, I asked, “Would you like some painkillers?”

She groaned. “It’s not that bad. I think I better hold off for now.” She sighed. “They really do have this one room, right?”

I winced. “Afraid so.” Sitting on the side of the bed, she watched me closely. Hopefully not close enough to witness the reaction I was having at being this near to her.

“I’ve never shared a room with a boy before,” she mumbled, half asleep.

My ears picked up at that little confession, which I’m sure she didn’t mean to let slip out of her mouth. “There’s a first time for everything, Jenna.”

She opened one eye. “You’re blurry.” Rolling to her side, she gave me her back as she let out a soft snore.

Relieved she’d gone back to sleep, I stretched out beside her albeit briefly. I’d be asleep with her if I didn’t move. The last thing I wanted to do was move though. The bed was comfortable, far better than the lumpy sofa. At least all of me fit on the bed. My feet wouldn’t get cold hanging off.

Giving a heavy sigh, I forced myself up and into the bathroom. I needed a shower. I glanced at the old thing and wondered whether I’d end up going through the floor when I turned the water on over the bathtub.

At least the water was warm. Removing my clothes, I shivered and quickly climbed into the bath. The warm spray from the overhead shower soon warmed me. It didn’t take long to get clean, but then I didn’t want to step out because it would be cold again.

Suck it up, McKenzie!

“Crap.”

The towel was warm as I dried. Grabbing another one, I wrapped it around my waist. I glanced at the closed door and thought about the big bed Jenna currently slept in. I really did need a bed and some sleep. Whether or not Jenna was okay with me sharing, she was about to. She’d slept for a good few hours, so it was my turn. I’m not a selfish jerk, but I seriously needed some sleep.

I stepped into the bedroom to find Jenna curled up where I’d left her. She had a hand beneath her pillow and her red hair fell around her in waves. She was breathtaking.

The towel secured, I slipped between the sheets and laid my head down on the pillow next to her. I couldn’t resist turning my face to watch her sleep. My eyes ate her up and I started to count her freckles when my eyes started to close and I drifted to sleep—on freckle number thirty-two.

4

Jenna

I slowly peeled my eyes open wondering who would dare sneak into bed with me. A warm arm across my belly anchored me to the hard body pressed against my back. He was soundly asleep, breathing into the back of my neck. It was most definitely a he because of the large erection that pressed between my clothed butt cheeks.

Dylan McKenzie!

His name shot through my mind like lightening. I was in bed with Dylan McKenzie. The crash and the paramedic came rushing back to me. Arriving at the small bed and breakfast, a brief conversation with Dylan, and then…well, everything else was blurry. What happened to have Dylan sleeping in my bed? Or was I in his? Either way I was afraid to move in case that thing between his legs got any bigger.

Then again…

I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep and then, holding my breath, I wiggled against him. I wasn’t sure what I expected, but Dylan moaned and tightened his arm around me, and rocked his hips. He slowed down and stopped, so I waited a few seconds until his breathing sounded even, and then I wiggled on him once again.

“Do you want me Jenna?” Dylan thrust against me and it took me a minute to hear his words.

“You’re awake?” I blurted and felt my face heat with embarrassment. “How long?”

“Long enough t

o know you started this by rubbing yourself on me.”

His words made me throb, but my head was telling me to get out of the bed and go hide in the bathroom. Dylan would be repelled to discover he was in bed with me. Would he? I frowned because he wasn’t running away, in fact, his hands had started massaging my hips. He was still hard against me. Why hadn’t he left the bed when he realized it was me?