Next Man, Better Plan novel Chapter 128

After a moment's hesitation, Stephanie slung his arm over her shoulder and started guiding him to his room.

They finally made it to the second floor, and she pushed the door open.

She had intended to just drop him on the bed and leave.

But Jonathan's arm, draped around her neck, didn't let go.

Losing her balance, Stephanie tumbled into his arms. Her elbow hit the soft sheets as she ended up half-sprawled on the bed.

The soft strands of her hair brushed against his chin, a ticklish sensation. Jonathan narrowed his eyes, his gaze deep. "Throwing yourself at me?"

How was this throwing herself at him?

Stephanie puffed her cheeks. Jonathan's wine-scented breath washed over her ear, and her face turned crimson.

The cool, woody scent of Jonathan was so strong it filled the entire room, completely enveloping her.

Stephanie's curled lashes fluttered. She wanted to argue.

But their current position was far too intimate. It felt like any protest she made would be utterly powerless.

He seemed to lose his strength and collapsed on top of her.

Stephanie's body was pressed against the mattress, her vision filled with Jonathan's magnified face.

The man's body hovered over hers, a mere half-inch from making contact.

This almost-but-not-quite touching was the most lethal.

Jonathan stared down at her for a half-second, then raised an eyebrow. "Ms. Jackson, are you trying to take advantage of me while I'm drunk?"

Stephanie took a deep breath, her eyelashes trembling. She shifted her knee, trying to push him off and get up.

But the natural height difference between a man and a woman meant that as soon as she bent her knee, it pressed against an unspeakable part of Jonathan's body.

Jonathan let out a muffled groan.

The sound was deep and hoarse, and in the silence of the night, it sparked endless fantasies.

Stephanie's face was on fire. Jonathan seemed to be a bit of a tease.

She frowned. "What are you groaning for?"

"What do you think I'm groaning for?"

The man's large hand seized her slender waist as he looked down at her with a low chuckle. "Stephanie, if you have needs in that department, you can just ask me directly. You don't have to... resort to seduction."

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