Frozen(45)

Christ.

Why was I reacting to him like this?

This was Darcy.

The same Darcy who drove me absolutely mad.

The same Darcy who was my enemy, and had been for twenty years.

The same Darcy who hated me as much as I hated him.

My body, and now my mind seemed to not care about any of that because I liked his closeness, and his touch.

I fucking liked Darcy holding me this close to him.

What the hell did I do now? Admit myself to an asylum?

"No more sleeping in the storage room, little woman. You're sleeping next to me in my bed tonight. You don't have to be scared, I'll even let you build a pillow fort between us so you don't have to look at me."

I giggled.

Yeah, I bloody giggled.

"Was that a giggle I heard?" Darcy playfully teased.

I tried to smother my impending laughter as I said, "No."

Darcy brought his mouth down to my ear and said, "Are you coming willing or not?"

Because I wanted to see what he would do, I said, "Not."

"I didn't want to have to do this, but you've left me no choice," Darcy said, his voice raspy.

What was he- "Omigod!" I screeched as Darcy turned me to face him then proceeded to bend and grip me behind the knees with his hands were he pulled. I flipped over Darcy's shoulder and hung there as he straightened himself up.

"Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to bed we go," Darcy sang as he marched out of the kitchen.

He turned slightly as he left the room and my head hit off the kitchen door.

"Ow!"

Darcy winced. "My bad."

I cracked up laughing as I hung over his shoulder. I smacked his arse a few times just to show some sign of protest even though I loved every second of his caveman act.

I yelped when I was suddenly flung back over Darcy shoulders, but instead of hitting a hard surface I fell into a soft mattress. I was still laughing as Darcy jumped onto the bed beside me. I rolled over and shoved him. He looked at me and chuckled. I was smiling as I found myself looking into his eyes, then to his mouth.

I caught the moment Darcy saw what I was doing and I noticed his sharp intake of breath. I nervously swallowed and cleared my throat.

"Thanks... I don't agree with your method, but I appreciate you wanting me to have somewhere comfortable to sleep," I said then turned and crawled up the bed and got under the covers, facing away from Darcy.

"No problem," Darcy said then lingered for a moment before he moved and got under the covers also.

There was silence for a moment until he said, "Goodnight, Neala Girl."

My heart thudded in my chest and my stomach burst into butterflies.

"Goodnight, Darcy."

I closed my eyes and prayed sleep would come easy. Even though my mind was screaming that something definitely changed between Darcy, and myself and I wanted to think about it. I surprisingly fell into a deep and relaxed slumber. That relaxed slumber was utterly destroyed the next morning.





I woke up before I opened my eyes.

I didn't want to open my eyes because I was warm, comfortable, and completely content with the pillow I was hugging so tightly to my body. I snuggled closer to the warm, hard pillow and started to doze off again when movement under me interrupted my snooze.

What was that?

I groaned out loud and it caused whatever was under me to tense.

Since when can pillows tense?

Since when can they do anything?

I became aware of everything in that moment when my mind fully awoke.

Oh, no.

"Oh, my God," I whispered as I opened my eyes and came face to face with a light pink nipple.

It was practically pressed into my eye socket.

I slowly reached up with my hands and pressed them against the chest around the nipple and carefully peeled my face away. I swallowed when I looked down and found my leg cocked over Darcy's body. I was so far in Darcy's space that I was practically straddling him.

I widened my eyes when a sharp pulse between my thighs caught me by surprise.

I was getting turned on?

By almost lying on Darcy's hard body?

I was fucking losing it.

I tried to retract my leg again from Darcy's body as slowly as I could, but when a slight moan rumbled up Darcy's throat, I froze. I didn't know what to do, so I stayed perfectly still until I was sure Darcy hadn't woken up. I looked back down and slowly began to pull my leg away from Darcy once again, but the moment my leg moved over his pelvis and it slid over what can only be described as a speed bump, I feel tingles burst free all over my body.

Darcy had an erection... and my leg was currently resting on top of it.

Oh. My. God.

I wanted to clench my thighs together when the pulses between said thighs got a little too intense for me to calmly deal with, but I couldn't. I was mortified that I was having this sort of reaction to Darcy and he was doing nothing but sleeping.