13- Ten Million Dollars

Rhett POV

I woke up from my nap feeling warm and well-rested. I blinked a couple of times before my eyes focused, and I saw Harrison's room around me.

I can’t believe I asked him to spoon with me! I know I caught him off guard — the guy choked on his beer! — but more than anything at that moment, I wanted to touch him. Not just a simple touch, though; I wasn’t going to simply place my hand on my best friend/former lover’s thigh and call it good - that would just be awkward.

‘Because what’s LESS awkward is asking him to fucking spoon with you!’ my conscience mocked.

I remember falling asleep easily when I curled up with him, but I’m facing the other way now, and I feel a weight on my torso and warmth on my back. I looked down and saw Harrison's forearm visible around me. The veins in his arms were pronounced, and the blonde hairs were practically glowing with the streaks of light seeping through the gaps of the wood in the apartment. I smiled initially, and then I felt my cock twitch a