Frozen(46)

I felt like a major pervert.

I quickly moved my leg away from Darcy's groin area, but the quick movement made my leg grind over the erection and Darcy must have felt it because he moved. My heart jumped as I took a peek up at Darcy.

His eyes were closed, but he had a small grin on his face.

Oh, Jesus.

I gasped, "You're awake!"

Darcy opened his eyes and laughed, "I'm sorry, you trying to get off me undetected was too entertaining to interrupt."

I was so embarrassed.

I scoffed and shoved Darcy's chest with my hands as I pushed away from him. I rolled off him and huddled into the covers on my temporary side of the bed because the entire section of the mattress was freezing.

I winced.

I must have being sleeping on Darcy for a long time.

Damn it.

"Neala," Darcy laughed. "Don't hide over there. I don't mind if you want to spoon me... or lie on me. If you're cold don't be afraid to use me body to warm you up."

Bloody hell.

"Stop it. Stop talking to me, just go back asleep," I snapped and buried my face into the pillow my head rested on.

"But I can be your heater, baby," he sang.

I couldn't even smile. "You just butchered a great song."

I was absolutely mortified, and I didn't want Darcy to notice because he would just tease me some more so I tried to play it cool and that meant I had to be a bitch.

"Are you embarrassed?" Darcy asked, chuckling.

Cool, play it cool.

"Why would I be embarrassed?" I said, and then cleared my throat. "I can't help what I do in my sleep. It's out of me control if me body moves when eighty percent of my brain is dormant."

Darcy cackled, "Same here so me hard on shouldn't freak you out so much. Lads get morning wood all the time and it's out of our control."

I didn't even mention his erection!

"Stop. Talking," I growled.

Darcy sighed, "You're freaked that you cuddled with me, but you're more freaked that you touch me cock… I mean penis."

I could hear the grin in his voice, the fucker.

"It doesn't freak me out, I'd just rather not touch any part of you. Especially your coc-penis."

Damn it.

Darcy snorted. "A little feisty, aren't you?"

I was never going to be able to calm myself down if he kept talking.

"If you keep talking I'm going out to the living room," I threatened.

Darcy chuckled, "Okay, Okay. I'll quit teasing you."

Thank God.

Darcy stopped talking, and after a few minutes his breathing slowed and I knew the fucker fell back asleep which wasn't fair. I couldn't sleep. My body was on high alert and I was still mortified.

I couldn't stay in his bed any longer so I quietly got out of bed and snuck into the living room. Some areas were still damp, so I went into the kitchen and got tea towels to dry everything up. It gave me something to do and focus on... for a few minutes.

My mind kept going back to touching Darcy's boner, and then him laughing because he knew I felt it.

I was so embarrassed.

I didn't want to look at him, or talk to him, ever again.

I wanted to bury my face in the mountains of snow outside and cease my existence.

With Darcy though, things were never that simple.





It was Christmas Eve, and I was still stuck in Darcy's house.

We had been stuck inside this house of evil for three and a half days already.

Three and half days!

I was counting Friday night as half a day because it felt as long as one.

It got worse too, because it seemed that there was no end in sight for this... ordeal.

I looked to the doorway of the living room when a noise got my attention. When I saw it was Darcy leaning against the doorway I flushed with embarrassment and looked away. I was grateful for the dimly lit room because I could not take Darcy teasing me right now, especially not after what happened this morning. I'd avoided him for most of the day. I forced myself to endure a freezing cold bath for a while to clean myself up. I missed warm water terribly, but I needed to give myself a good scrub. It was a perfect excuse to stay away from Darcy, too. I only interacted with him when I needed fresh clothes, he silently gave me another set of clothes, just like the ones I had before. I thought I would get away with not speaking to him at all, but now it was late in the evening he was making me face him.

It was horrible.

I woke up this morning spooning Darcy, and I touched his... boner. That's not even the worst part, the worst part was that I kind of, sort of, liked it.

Ugh!

It was soul crushing.

I was so confused about my sudden feelings for Darcy. I didn't know what to do with them or myself. I was so freaked by how intense they were for something so new. I didn't know how to process it.

"Go away, Darcy," I grumbled and drew my knees up to my chest.

"I come barring gifts though."