They Said He Hated Clingy Girls—So I Stopped… And He Didn’t Like It Chapter 05

They Said He Hated Clingy Girls—So I Stopped… And He Didn’t Like It Chapter 05

His voice was cold. I already knew this was going to seem strange, moving into another room out of nowhere. I stared at the floor and gave him the excuse I’d been rehearsing. “Didn’t you say I was a restless sleeper last time? I didn’t want to keep disrupting your sleep, so I figured I’d sleep in here for a while and try to fix it.” Blaine didn’t miss a beat. “Come back to bed,” he said. “I’ll fix it.” My face grew hot. It was a practical thing, nothing more. But Blaine had one of those voices, smooth and low, and even the most casual thing he said could sound like it meant more.

I thought of all those nights tangled up together, him shirtless, the heat of his bare chest against my back and his chin resting on top of my head. All of that had been my doing. I’d insisted every night, forced him to spoon me, and he’d probably hated it. A wave of guilt washed over me out of nowhere. Before I could say anything, Blaine reached out and took my hand. I jerked it back like I’d touched a live wire. I looked up at him and saw something darken in his eyes. I steadied myself, pressed my lips together, and kept my voice quiet. “No,” I said. “I actually prefer sleeping alone.

I need the space.” He studied me for a moment, then nodded. “Fine,” he said. “Just remember this was your idea.”