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Yet the moment the door closed and I was alone, it was as if my body and mind refused to cooperate and give me the sweet relief of sleep.
After an hour of tossing and turning I gave up and padded down the hall. I heard movement in Dustin’s room and didn’t bother to knock as I pushed the door open.
He was sitting against the headboard in just his boxers, his guitar strung against his lap. The moment he saw me his lips turned up into a smile and he beckoned me over.
“If you think I’m turning down naptime cuddles you’re delusional,” he laughed, watching as I crawled into bed before setting his instrument aside, clicking off the light, and sliding under the covers with me. He yanked me closer and wrapped me in his arms, both of us sighing at the same time.
“It’s been awhile since you’ve played for me,” I said with a yawn.
“Soon. But we need rest first,” he murmured in a sleepy voice. “I’m glad you’re here.”
“Me too.”
Chapter Seventeen
Dustin
It wasn’t the first time I’d woken up with Lindsay in my bed, and I was determined for it not to be the last.
Sun drenched over her golden locks, her face snuggled into my chest where she ended up some time during the night.
We’d been friends forever, and then when high school had hit, we’d grown into more. She was my first everything, and I was hers. But when our designations hit, she not only pulled away from my brothers, she had pulled away from me.
For a moment, I admit, I wasn’t sure we would find our way back together, especially when we had to leave Holiday Hollow for Ollie’s first heat without an explanation and had come to find that she’d bought a tiny home of her own with her inheritance.
She hadn’t wanted to dive back into anything but her stubbornness and ours had saved our friendship. Well that, and my late father’s will.
Still that couple of months had been the hardest of my life, and there was no way in hell I was going back to that. Lindsay was exactly where she was meant to be.
I had made her a promise a long time ago, that I would always tell her the hard truths, and even if she wasn’t ready for all of this, she had to know that this was the way forward.
“I can feel you staring at me from here,” she mumbled into my chest.
“Just making sure you hadn’t escaped, babe,” I said, tightening my arms around her.
“Har, har,” she said, turning her head to look up at me, before glancing at the clock. “I can’t believe we slept the rest of the day away and through the night.”
She looked like a beautiful, wild racoon, residual traces of her mascara darkened underneath her eyes. There was no doubt she’d kill me for not mentioning it later, but I didn’t give a fuck about the smudges, nothing could change how gorgeous she was or what she meant to me.
“It was nice having you in my bed,” I told her seriously. “Best sleep I’ve had in ages.”
“Me too,” she said with a small smile before her stomach interrupted us with the biggest growl I’d heard in ages.
“We need to get you fed before the alphas hear that,” I teased, digging my fingers into her side.
“For Hollow’s sake,” she groaned, the two of us getting out of bed.
I grabbed a shirt and tossed it on before using the restroom, managing to make it downstairs before her. She’d piled her hair up into a bun and the smudges below her eyes were gone.
Of course, that didn’t stop her from narrowing her eyes at me and pointing her fingers. “I got my eye on you, Dusty.”
A wide smile slid across my lips. “Wouldn’t have it any other way, babe.”
I grabbed a few bowls making a cereal assembly line, the two of us sitting on stools at the kitchen bar. It wasn’t long until wehad company and I definitely didn’t miss Adam’s eyebrow arch up at the sugary goodness we were eating.
Hey, not everyday can be a full-blown breakfast. Plus, I happened to know for a fact that these golden clusters were one of her comfort foods.
“Morning,” Adam said, putting a hand on my shoulder in greeting and placing a kiss on Lindsay’s head.