Sleeping With My Friend Mga Nobela at Kwento

He gave me a questioning look. “My name is Chantelle,” I repeated and sighed. By now I was feeling mentally and physically exhausted. I was still jet lagged and I was not yet adjusted to New York timing. It was noon here but I wanted so badly to sleep. I knew I was supposed to wait it out for my body to adjust but I wasn't ready to. Mr. “Greek god” stepped back as Father was about to say something else, but I was done talking as I was downright ready to sleep on the table.

‘Did I sleep with that guy? I look around the room. ‘This isn’t my room.’ This room is HUGE. A lot bigger than the one I booked with my best friend, well my best friend now, Jade. The last thing I remember is being at the hotel’s bar and meeting this gorgeous guy. I couldn’t believe he was talking to me.

"You have to sleep here, tonight, on my bed." "What?! You mean the two of us will sleep with each other?!" I shrieked. "No, we're not going to sleep with each other." He laughed. "We'll just sleep together." "What's the difference?!" "Oh, there's a big difference. Sleeping with each other involves activities that require both-"

“Where are you going baby girl? I thought we were going to sleep.” “Well, I was hoping that you can show me where I’ll be sleeping.” “Well, here of course.” What? I never shared a bed with a guy since I left home and I’m not sure if that was a good idea with all those nightmares I have. I toss, kick, throw punches and even was told by Adria, I bit her once because she got to close while I was sleeping. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I toss around a lot at night. I’ll keep you awake all night, and not in a good way.”

“…will take you to your room so you can get some rest.” Already exhausted by the endless turn of events over the past twenty-four hours, I thanked her and walked over to the bellman. “This way, ma’am,” he said, taking my bag before leading me towards the elevator. I followed him silently as one thought clouded my mind. If no one checked out… I’d either have to give up my room… Or… Share a room with Cole for the night.

This was not the time damn it. “Fine. Yes I was really trying to ask if Ezra sleeps in the same bed with you often.” He muttered with a sigh and ran his hand through his hair. “Not often, maybe a handful of times this past month. He is my friend James, he is capable of sharing a bed with me and it not meaning anything other than comfort.” I said with a sigh, sitting up now and stretching. It was a little after 2 am and I wanted tea, nightmares take a lot out of you.

He goes to his room to put up his things and probably wash his hands before dinner. It's strange for me with him being here since we had a drunken one-night-stand with one another and now he is living with me. It's awkward to even think about. That one night together gave us clarity the next morning that we worked better together as friends than lovers. I wonder how my guys will react when I tell them Storm and I slept together and that I also slept with two of his best friends. It never became anything other than friendship and the occasional casual sex to scratch that itch.

"You better not be getting any ideas. Just because I slept in your room after my nightmare doesn't mean anything wolf boy." I smile heat blossoming in my chest and traveling lower to my dick as she snuggles closer to me. "I wasn't thinking that at all. Can't two partners platonically cuddle and share a bed?" That brought out a slight giggle from her lips. I leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "If one of the partners and both were consenting we could also do more then sleep if it's too warm I'll gladly take off some of my clothes to keep you cooler. All for your benefit of course." I faked sympathy and batted my dark eyes at her.

It gave me more time to enjoy life and spend more time with Dominic and Kat. Every time Dominic stayed the night, I had a nightmare-free sleep, so I made sure to always have him by my side when I went to bed. We split half the week at my house and the other at his. It was nice, and we found a rhythm that worked without overwhelming me. I was ready to try this, short of it sounding like a relationship. I wasn’t looking for one since I didn’t believe I could be a good girlfriend, but I could do this friends-with-benefits thing without overthinking every minute.

Pulled myself back together. Because this morning… when I woke up with her beside me,her head resting close to mine,her body warm against my arm…I thought I was still dreaming.For years, I had thought about her like this. Alone at night, staring at the ceiling, whispering her name while I touched myself. Imagining what it would feel like to hold her. And now it had happened.I left early so she wouldn't feel embarrassed when she opened her eyes and found me there. I didn't want to make things strange between us. I thought distance would help.But then Millie walked her straight to me. Smiling. Completely unaware of what she was doing to me.