Something Borrowed (CONFETTI HITCHED #2) by Lily Morton EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Lily Morton
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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Rafferty
I come awake slowly to three realisations. First, my head is pulsing like a
tiny goblin is trying to bang its way out of my skull. Second, if I move, I
might very well vomit. Third, someone’s long body is hot against my back
and an arm is resting over my waist.
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I freeze. Has someone broken into my flat to cuddle me?
I’m pondering the fact that I’ve had weirder things happen over the
years, when a deep snore ruffles my hair.
I force my eyes open and immediately throw up my arm as a shield
against the nuclear blast currently detonating outside the window. After a
moment, when I feel more capable of dealing with the sun, I drop my arm
and look over my shoulder.
There’s a man behind me. I don’t panic, because this is a regular
occurrence. I examine his face, trying to remember who he is.
He’s slim with red hair that falls over his eyes, and I vaguely remember
dancing at a club last night and drinking shots. So many shots.
I swallow hard to relieve my nausea and taste tequila on my tongue.
“Fuck,” I whisper plaintively.
When no one comes to help me, I lie still for a minute or so, waiting
bravely for death. It’s quiet here and seems like a good enough place to pop
my clogs. And that’s when I have a fourth realisation. It slams into my brain
like a tennis racket in the face—a tennis racket wielded by Venus Williams.
“Oh shit,” I shout, jumping out of bed. I catch my foot in the duvet and
nearly faceplant but manage to steady myself on the dresser. “Bollocks,” I
hiss.
The man in the bed stirs. He opens his eyes, blinks, and then gives me a
lazy smile. “Hey, babe. You’re still here.”
I’m equally surprised, but I don’t have time to express it as I search
wildly for my clothes. “Oh, god,” I whisper. “I’m so fucked. Fucked, I tell
you.”
He rises to a sitting position. “What are you doing, babe?”
Again, with the babe. I’m unsure what I’ve done to earn that
endearment, so it makes me rather nervous.
“I’m looking for my clothes,” I mutter and then exclaim triumphantly
when I find my jeans. I debate searching for my underwear, but this is a
Category One emergency, so commando it is. At this stage in my life, I’ve
been commando more than a member of His Majesty’s special armed
services.
“Oh no, don’t go.” The man gives me a pretty smile. “I was going to
make you breakfast.”
I pause and put my hand to my stomach, swallowing hard. “No
breakfast, thank you,” I whisper.
He pouts and settles back in the bed. “Still, there’s no rush. We can have
a lazy morning and maybe go out for breakfast later. What are you doing
now?”
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