Hot Naked Guy As A Gift novel Chapter 6

"You think? Dude, you needed to go the hospital and now its like you were never even hurt. How is that possible?"

His expression is guarded when I look up at his face again and he refuses to meet my eye. "You should get dressed before your father arrives. I will be leaving as soon as I am fully healed and able to contact my guard." Oh-kay and I'm going to pretend like I know what the hell he's talking about.

"Wait, how did you know my dad's coming home today?" I hadn't told him that, had I? I'm pretty sure I never said anything about my dad but hell, after staring into his eyes for a couple of minutes I'd forget my own name, so who knows.

His lips quirk up at the sides, drawing my gaze and making it very hard to look away. Oh hell. "You talk in your sleep." He grips my arm gently, pulling me to my feet before walking back to the bed, being careful to give Charlie her personal space when she growls at him.

"Hey, uh, where did you get the pajama bottoms?" They look like my dad's but that would mean he'd walked downstairs and got them while I was sleeping. And how the hell did I end up in the bed when I'm absolutely certain that I went to sleep on the floor?

He frowns, looking from the pants and back to me, a light flush filling his cheeks and I swear I almost swooned at the sight. Almost. "You do not mind, do you? I did not think it was appropriate for us to be sleeping in the same bed while I was... indisposed."

I blink back at him in shock, did he seriously just say that? Any other guy would have taken advantage of the situation, hell any other guy would have left me on the floor, but he thought it was 'inappropriate'? Why couldn't I have met him under normal circumstances? "Let me get this straight, you went downstairs, got a pair of my dad's pajama's bottoms and put me in the bed?" So weird and so sweet.

He nods slowly, "Yes, you could not have been comfortable on the floor. Is that alright?" He stares at me worriedly, frowning when I don't answer right away. "I am sorry if I upset you, I meant to sleep on the floor, but your dog would not stop growling at me and-"

"Its fine, really. I just-thanks." He nods looking away from me and I groan internally at the tension suddenly filling the air. "I-uh, need to shower so, will you be alright?"

"Oh, are you sure? Would it be better if I waited in another room?" Yes, maybe then my stomach wouldn't feel like there's butterflies living in it, but Dad's due home any time now and I'm not so sure how he'll react if he finds Xavier in the house. Its more than likely that he'll lock me in my room until I leave for college next year, but hey, I'd rather not find out.

"Er, no just don't... look." What the hell is my problem? I've changed in front of Trevor and Dunkan plenty of times and now I'm suddenly self-conscious? It makes no sense.

"Very well, I will not look." I frown at the quiver in his voice, it almost sounds like he's struggling to not laugh and something tells me he's laughing at me. Which just plan pisses me off because its all his fault. Stupid boy, with his stupid blue eyes and his stupid hot body making my hormones act...stupid.

I swallow and push the bathroom door open, watching him cautiously as I walk across the room to my closet. Sitting on my bed bare chested, he looks like he belongs there, like he was the one thing my tiny room was missing and that's a very scary thought.