Betrayed (Angels of Affection) by Fall Carly

Author:Fall, Carly [Fall, Carly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Westward Publishing
Published: 2014-03-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Liam was drunk. He knew that, but he kept slugging back beers.

In his altered state, he was again debating which was better: orgasms or beer. They were definite pros and cons to each.

For instance, a good beer buzz could last hours, while an orgasm was over fairly quickly. However, the buildup or foreplay to an orgasm could last hours as well. So maybe the time element of the argument was negated. Who knew?

However, an orgasm involved a woman or at least some fantasies of a woman. Well, at least for him it did. But a beer buzz didn’t require anything at all except beer. But usually during a beer buzz, fantasies of women drifted through his brain. Actually, he had gotten laid more than a few times with a beer buzz. So maybe one wasn’t necessarily better than the other. Maybe they sort of went hand-in-hand. He sighed, realizing he was giving himself a headache with all this debate on orgasms and beer, and tipped back his can.

He was sprawled out on the couch watching ESPN, very aware that Adela sat in the chair to the left of him. She had gotten through one beer and was timidly sipping on the next.

“I’ve never had alcohol,” Adela said. Liam didn’t know if she was talking to him or just making an observation to herself.

“Well, go easy, Sheila . . . crap . . . I mean, Adela. Go easy. And don’t fucking stab me. It was a slip of the tongue.”

“My head feels very light and my limbs feel weak.”

“Beer buzz, love.”

Images of Adela in her little purple silk number danced through his head, and he wondered if he should put the moves on her.

He shook his head. Absolutely not, and for a number of reasons. First, he was ninety-nine-point-nine percent certain she was a virgin. She died during the Puritan age. Second, he didn’t like virgins. Yeah, he knew that it was contrary to every man’s fantasy, but he liked a woman with experience. Virgins equaled a “big no” for him.

There were a few other reasons, but he couldn’t remember them at that moment.

“I think I’m going to be sick,” she said, standing.

Oh hell. He didn’t do well with this stuff either. “Get your ass to the bathroom,” he yelled. “Puke in the toilet!”

Adela lurched forward and gripped the armrest of the couch, her head right above his. He sat up just as there was a knock on the door.

He stared at Adela, who let out a soft burp. She giggled and smiled, covering her mouth. Her eyes were glassy, but she definitely didn’t look like she was going to be sick. She looked more like one of those silly drunk chicks he ran into in college.

“I guess I was wrong,” she said, turning toward the door.

“Let me get that,” Liam said, standing. They met at the door, shoulder to shoulder.

“This could be her,” Adela whispered.

Liam nodded. “Or him.”

“Open it.”

“Right.”

Liam opened the door, surprised to see a cop on the other side.

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