Opening the bathroom door, I came face to face with the man in question. Adam was leaning against the wall, a glass of water in his hand. As I watched him I noticed how pale his face was and how bloodshot his eyes were.
“When was the last time you slept?”
“I don’t know, he said with genuine confusion. I took the glass from him, clasping his hand and led him to my bedroom.
“I know you are planning something,” I told him, straightening the blankets. He scowled at me, realizing that I’d heard at least part of his conversation. “And it’s not going to work if our pack has a sleep deprived alpha leading them.” I smiled to myself, finding it funny that Adam and I had reversed roles and it was now him who was being persuaded to rest.
“You need to sleep,” I told him, nodding towards the bed.
“I’ll sleep,” Adam said, dragging his T-shirt over his head. My eyes instantly soaked up the beauty of his chest and abs. “but lay with me. You still need to rest too.”
I flicked a glance to the door, too anxious to find out information on Adam’s secret plan to sleep.
“Nothing out there concerns you, Anna,” Adam said, catching onto my idea. He shuffled into bed, inching over so that there was room for me. Propping himself up on his elbow, he stabbed the mattress with his finger, his I-mean-business stare pinning me in my place.
“Get. Into. Bed.”
I spared one more look at the door, deciding that if I disobeyed him he’d be out of that bed and hauling my ass back before I made it down the hallway.