Going for Two by Marie Veillon EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Marie Veillon
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Laren
MY HEAD POUNDS, AND I KEEP MY EYES SHUT AS I PUSH AWAY FROM
whatever firm surface I’ve been using as a pillow, leaving behind a small
puddle of drool. I groan and wipe my mouth with the sheets, trying like hell
to wake my brain.
The bed shifts beside me just as a large, masculine hand snakes its way
over my bare stomach. Then a half-moan, half-sigh emanates from what
must have been my human pillow a second before.
My eyes pop open as the realization hits me.
I’m in bed … with a man?
Oh, fudge.
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“Mm, closer,” my sleepy companion murmurs, and his fingers curl
around my hip.
Slowly, carefully, I turn my head to the left, the movement triggering a
wave of dizziness. I blink in disbelief.
“Blake?” I whisper.
His eyes remain closed, but his lips form a smile as he lies beside me on
his stomach. At least he won’t have my drool on his chest anymore.
But, um, WHAT ON GOD’S GREEN EARTH AM I DOING IN
BLAKE BOURGEOIS’ BED?
Ouch, my brain whines. Stop yelling, would you?
I roll my eyes at my inner monologue as I continue the silent screaming
match. Then I lift the sheets and glance down, realizing I’m completely
naked. I’ve never slept in the nude in my life, yet here I am, lying next to
my one-and-only rival in my birthday suit. I allow my eyes to travel over to
verify that Blake is also undressed for the occasion. At least he’s lying
parts-down.
What … when … how … why?
The only question I have the answer to at this point is who.
I shield my eyes from the light streaming in through the blinds and
attempt to replay the night before, looking for clues that might explain how
the heck I ended up here and whether the obvious occurred.
Okay, think, Loren.
What’s the last thing I remember from yesterday?
Tenley and JD’s wedding—I was a MOH/witness for their short but ohso-sweet ceremony in church. We were all supposed to go to dinner to
celebrate afterward, but JD pulled out and basically promised a slow,
painful death to anyone who interrupted their makeshift honeymoon for the
next day or so.
I bet he hadn’t pulled out of anything else for the rest of the day.
I snort to myself.
And then I realize the current evidence suggests I tried to recreate a
wedding-night scenario of my own with JD’s brother last night. A shudder
of panic overtakes me as I wrap my mind around the idea that I absolutely,
most definitely did more than sleep in this bed with Blake.
I really did the deed with Blake flipping Bourgeois.
A montage of blurry memories floods my brain, beginning with an
interaction immediately following the wedding in which I offered an olive
branch by comforting an uncharacteristically emotional Blake, to grabbing
takeout together and going back to his house for a few drinks, to toasting
the happy newlyweds, and eventually to the events leading to my current
predicament.
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