You're not sure how you're going to handle this. You're insanely attracted to him, and now you'll be sleeping in the same bed.You're pretty sure he feels the same way: you two have been subtly flirting over the last fewdays. "Subtly" because he is still with Laura (even if they're on the rocks), and you've beenaround his parents. You don't want to seem like the tart who heavily flirts with an attached man.And that was rather difficult for you, because Benedict is... well... quite possibly the sexiest thingalive.He doesn't know it, either, which makes him even sexier. He's a touch insecure, a bit shy, andextremely smart. As well as kind, gentle, decent, sensual, and breathtakingly beautiful. The lastcouple days, you've caught yourself staring at him and imagining slamming him into the nearestwall, biting at his neck and lips (god, those lips!), sliding your tongue into his mouth while yougrab his hair and grope at his lean body... And then you snap back to attention, wondering if youwere actively drooling or even moaning.You're friends with the family, but only recently you've grown (quite) close to Benedict. Becauseyour holiday plans fell through, the kind Slippery family invited you along to theirs. The firstfew days have been great fun, but your main focus has been on the eldest son. Fresh out of university, and though officially an adult, he's still brimming with naive charm and excitement.There's an undertone about him of wanting his innocence stripped away, and that has only fueledyour fantasies about aggressively
him.This flirtation is not just in your head. You're well aware he's flirting back, and he's also awarehe can't do it openly. He stands next to you whenever he can, and it's a bit closer than casual. Hishand brushes against yours regularly, and oftentimes neither of you pull away. He smiles atyou... a lot. Much more than he smiles at anyone or anything else. There's that touch of slyness tohis smiles, like the two of you are sharing a private joke, that makes your heart flutter andwarmth spread through your stomach. His eyes linger on yours a couple heartbeats too long. Andyou've caught him staring, much more than once.God, you just want to rip off his clothes. You want to pull him into an alley and suck him dry.You want to
that gorgeous mouth and feel his long, dexterous fingers up your skirt. Youwant to see his face when he comes.And now... because of a booking mistake, you and the family are short one room at the hotel...and Benedict casually offered to let you stay in his room.His brothers are relieved, clearly not wanting a
to stay with them (one they're not attractedto, anyway), and their parents are clearly hoping to finally shack up tonight. Each small roomonly has one bed at this quaint hotel. Of course you accepted, and now you're overwhelmed witha mixture of flirty excitement and dread... because, let's face it, how on earth are you going to getthrough this without doing something taboo?As Benedict and you haul your luggage into his room, you notice you can hear his brothers doingthe same through the wall. Hmm, thin walls...