Blissful Hook by Cowan Hannah

Author:Cowan, Hannah [Cowan, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: needs an amazon review, Contemporary, Romance
ISBN: 9781777781842
Amazon: B0996GFGBV
Goodreads: 58949710
Published: 2021-09-13T07:00:00+00:00

The movie is long over by the time I manage to peel my eyes open again. When I look around the room, I spot Oakley and Ava curled up together, fast asleep on the long, three-seater couch across the room, making me feel less guilty about the fact I also fell asleep. Somehow, they've maneuvered themselves so that Oakley is lying on his back, with Ava now covering his body with hers. Her leg hangs off the side of the couch and Oakley’s head is hanging off the arm of the couch, neck looking like it might just snap in half. It's quite a sight, and one that I wish I could grab my phone and snake a picture of.

Gracie’s put my arm to sleep as she continues to lay utterly dead to the world against me. She's never been much of an active sleeper when it comes to sleeping beside me. I swear someone could shoot off fireworks standing no more than a foot from her and she wouldn't so much as stir. But as much as I would love to sleep on the couch tonight and wake up with the same kind of pain in my neck that Oakley will, there is a perfectly comfortable bed waiting for the both of us upstairs.

After shaking Gracie a few times–only to be rewarded with nothing but a subtle snore–I throw my head back with a groan. I decide to carry her instead, and carefully move off of the couch. I tuck a hand under her thigh and upper back, and gently lift her up. She weighs nearly nothing, and I feel the urge to shove an extra-large deep-dish down her throat. Yeah, maybe not the best idea I've ever had. By the time I reach the carpeted staircase, she's placed her head in the curve of my neck, giving me the feeling she's been awake the entire time and just wanted a free ride.

“If you wanted me to carry you, all you had to do was ask,” I whisper, my words barely audible as I attempt to see if I'm right. I feel her body tense just as a soft giggle meets my ears. “You're ridiculous.”

“It's about time you used these muscles for good,” she says in a hushed tone and runs a hand slowly down my bicep, squeezing the hard-earned muscles with a content sigh.

I push her old bedroom door open with my foot. Thankfully it wasn't fully shut. I stumble through the darkness, not wanting to bother turning the light on and blinding my eyes with the god-awful pink walls sixteen-year-old Gracie thought were the best idea ever. I gently set her on the bed and yank my shirt over my head, discarding it with my sweatpants in a pile by the door. A smirk falls on my lips as I look over to see her pull my hoodie off, exposing the solid abdominal muscles crafted beautifully from years of dancing as the material bunches up under her sports bra.

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