Bucked (The Invincibles 6)

Still awake? Buck’s text read.

Yes.

Wanna talk?

Always.

Seconds later, his call came through.

“Hi, Buck.”

“Have I told you how much I love the sound of your voice, especially when it’s low and sleepy?”

“I don’t think you have.”

“Well, I do.”

“I like the sound of your voice too.”

“Yeah, what do you like about it?”

I smiled. “How it gets gravelly late at night. It’s really sexy.”

Buck groaned.

“What?”

“It’s really hard not to think about sex when you’re right across the hall.”

“It isn’t any easier for me, Buck.”

When he groaned again, I could hear it both through the phone and through my closed door.

“What do you wear when you sleep, Stella?”

I laughed. “Do you somehow think knowing is going to make it easier to not think about sex?”

“I was hoping you’d say flannel pajamas that cover every inch of your skin.”

The idea that Buck slept naked planted itself firmly in my mind, making it hard to speak.

“You there?”

“Yeah, I’m here.”

“Tell me, Stella. I have to know.”

“I sleep in the nude, Buck.”

“Damn. I knew it.”

“What about you?”

“Boxer briefs.”

“Take them off.”

“Jesus, darlin’, you trying to kill me?”