[chapter sixteen]
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~Jeff's POV~
Okay, where the hell am I?
My back hurts like hell, and damn, I'm cold.
Except for the front of me, which is currently pressed against something nice and warm.
I pry one eye open and look down to see Madelyn's sleeping form.
Oh, shit.
What the hell did we do?
I shift away from her slightly and she mewls softly in her sleep, her arms reaching out to pull me closer.
Uh-oh.
After a few seconds, I dare to breathe again and look down at her peaceful face. A few more seconds and her eyes slide open, confusion reflected in them.
Her serene gaze slides up to my face, where it hardens into an angry look.
"Well. At least you stayed this time."
Talk about a fucking wake up call.
"Yeah, but you'll notice we didn't sleep together this time." I shoot back, anger rising in me.
"Hrm. Must be why you stayed." She says, pulling away from me and detangling herself from the quilt wrapped tightly around us both.
Well, fuck you too.
Well, not literally.
Obviously.
"You're the one who was all 'I'm cold, hold me'." I fire at her, trying to hide the fact I'm hurt by her words, by her implication that I …
That I…
What?
That I wanted her so bad last night? That I think she wanted me too? That the only thing that stopped me from taking her over and over and over was what it would be like in the morning between us?
Guess it wouldn't have mattered either way.
"You tried to seduce me." She spits, sitting up and rubbing her cold hands together.
"Bullshit. You tried to seduce me."
"Fat lot of good it did both of us, huh, skippy?"
Hold up. What?
She wanted to sleep with me? I only said that to get a rise out of her.
Guessing from the way she's flouncing out of the room, it must have worked.
Well, damn.