Shadows In Durango

Chapter 76

*****Sofia's POV*****

Moaning in comfort, I snuggle closer under the sheets towards the large heater which had kept me cosy throughout the night - before suddenly feeling finger tips stroking gently up and down my arm.

I blink to open my eyes, confused at first as to what or who was beside me, before my eyes settle on Vincent, feeling shamefully relieved that it was him as opposed to anyone else.

It took me mere seconds to realise that he was shirtless, with me practically on top of his abdomen clutching on to him like a koala to a tree - shoot!

"Woah sorry! I didn't mean to crush you!" I blab out, moving myself away from him a little only for his tree trunk arm to pull me back in.

"Crushing me? How heavy do you think you are? I can barely feel you!" Vincent scoffs, as I chuckle and just accept that he wanted me tucked in to his side.

"Besides, you can't cuddle me all night in your underwear and then pretend that you want space after that!" Vincent suddenly jokes, as my face falls with all emotion.

Did I just hear him right?!

Lifting the sheet up with my left hand before cranking my neck downwards, I shriek when finding that I wasn't wearing any clothes.

How the hell did I end up in bed without pyjamas on knowing that he would be coming back here?!

I remembered speaking to Emma in the rainfall room, telling her about the whole incident with Daryl and Vincent, before hanging up and enjoying the last fifteen minutes of the session on my own, which made me extremely sleepy. After that, I left and came back upstairs to which I was grateful that I could keep my robe and slippers on, and I must have just waltzed in here, lay down, before falling asleep!

home?! Why didn't you wake me to go put something on?!" I cover myself

How embarrassing!

just mumbled for me to stop." Vincent seems amused as he recounts

complaining! What's the big deal anyway, I do it every night look!" He remarks, lifting his side of the sheet to reveal his boxer shorts as

already anyway? What is there to hide..." Vincents hand trails down my back, as I grow

but I wasn't naked when he touched me in his car, he hasn't seen my body before, not

he

cock in your..." He begins as I slap a hand over his

I know! I get it! Jeez! Sleeping in my underwear isn't a big deal, gotcha!" I rant on, before he decides

forth against the palm of my hand, I squeal loudly and sit upright, causing for him to release a deep laugh - throwing his head back. "You're

you just call me princess?" His tone is testing, sending jolts of both terror and excitement through me as I hang

for the complete experience

my words

out of this one. Coming up with nothing, an evil glint flashes across his eyes, before one single word has

but states, his features manic and searching for the thrill of the

of giggles leaves my lips as I completely forget about being in my underwear: overrun by the fun of the game we were now playing. Who would have thought Vincent had such

in the apartment, sauntering around in search of me. "Let's make a new rule... if I find you, you have to strip, if I don't, you get to keep your underwear on?" He poses the offer followed by a laugh, as I swallow the thick lump in my throat. He better not find me

watch him come into view before vanishing into the different rooms and spaces, humming to himself

Waltzing around in his tight

from his sleep and his tanned tattooed muscles