Ava
I froze.
My breath hitched in my throat as something pressed—no, poked—firmly against the small of my back. My eyes widened, every nerve in my body lighting up like a thousand warning signs. What the hell was that?
I swallowed hard, heat rushing up my neck as I shifted slightly under the duvet. Yep. Still there. Still very much HARD.
“What’s that?” I whispered, my voice barely audible, barely steady.
Behind me, Caspian let out a small, lazy hum, his face nuzzling deeper into my back like I was some kind of body pillow.
"Hmm?"
"I said…" I licked my lips nervously. "Something’s… down there. It’s… hard."
There was a long pause. Then a low, deep groan.
"That’s my… uh…" he murmured, the vibration of his voice tickling my spine. "Never mind."
I swear my soul left my body.
My breat
