บท 128: Give Me Numbers

Music Rec: Love me like you do—Elena Gray

"Spend the night in my bed. With me."

As the last of the words fell from his lips, Archie's gaze dropped from Avery's face, scaling past the pale skin of her neck and down the thin fabric that covered soft mounds of her chest. His clouded gaze lingered there for a second longer before lowering down to her exposed lower belly, where his eyes finally stopped moving.

Fuck. Was she wearing that when she left the house earlier today?

"Did I hear that right?" Avery's soft voice pulled his eyes back to her face, zeroing in on the pink lips that were slightly parted in disbelief. He stepped closer, raising a hand to rub the pad of his thumb against her lower lip.

"Where is your coat?" he asked a question of his own instead of answering hers.

Avery blinked in confusion, partly from the question he asked and partly, from what his thumb was doing to her lips.

"My coat?"