Chapter 296: On Your Ass
Home, without everyone being here, was a lot quieter than I liked. Sure, it was nice to sleep in my giant bed without having to deal with snoring and all the other noises that the guys had made, but they helped me sleep better.
My eyes felt gritty as I tried to take a nap, but every time I did, all I could concentrate on was the fact that no one was around.
"The house is on edge," grunted Tank as he opened the door to the room. "Can’t sleep?"
Sticking out my lower lip in a pout, I shook my head. "It’s not the same," I groaned just as I looked up to see Eric standing just behind Tank, his eyes wide as he took in my appearance.
Right, I was back to looking like Hattie, not Lucy.
Meh.
"Want company then?" purred Tank as he took off the black T-shirt he was wearing and slid into bed, still wearing his pants.
"Always," I sighed, already feeling more comfortable as he pulled me onto his chest. There was a slight movement behind me, and I stiffened.
"It doesn’t mean anything if you don’t want it to," assured Tank as his fingers started trailing up and down my back. "But both of us need you to get a good sleep."