"But I would love to tell you that your reaction is adorable," said Brantley, as he covered her again with his quilt. The warmth infusion resumed and she relaxed.
Her lips curved up and her cheeks flushed hot. Thankfully it was dark. She diverted the topic. "So how do you know about Matt?" She would be mortified if he knew that she pursued the son of a celebrity also.
As if reading her mind, he said, "I also know about that celeb crush of yours."
Mortified was an understatement. That guy suffered terrible injuries in between his hips. She closed her fists into balls for being utterly and thoroughly flustered.
"Sleep now Bia," he said softly curling his arm around her again. "We have a long day tomorrow and right now your body is as tense as a bowstring."
But sleep was the last thing in her mind. How could she sleep… with him so close to her? She shivered. His hand was now sprawled on her stomach.
