. I just…” I trail off, not sure what I want to say.
“Just?” he prompts.
“Thank you.” It’s not quite what I mean—at least not completely—but for now, it will do. “I appreciate it.”
“You’re welcome.” He leans toward me and for one bizarre second, I think he’s going to kiss me. Every alarm bell I’ve got goes off inside me, and I tense up completely—though I’m not sure if it’s from fear or desire.
I start to say something else, then kind of strangle—whether on the words or the breath that’s suddenly caught in my throat, I don’t know—as Hudson’s shoulder brushes against my arm.
Oh. My. God. He’s really going to—
But then he sinks back down to his spot on the bed…my laptop