Broken Pact: A Small Town Fake Dating Romance (Avalon Falls Book 1) by Penelope Black

Author:Penelope Black [Black, Penelope]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-22T00:00:00+00:00

34

CORALINE

It’s late. Too late for the kinds of thoughts on a loop in my head. Or maybe this is the best time for them. I can’t decide, which is half the problem.

It’s just, I’ve been cocooned in all things Jasper for the last hour. Wearing his oversized tee, snuggled between his sheets, my head on a pillow that smells just like him. He’s surrounding me without being anywhere near. It’s distracting.

I roll over with another huff, flicking my hair out from against my neck for the fifth time in as many minutes. Maybe a glass of water will help. Or a snack—I don’t know. All I’m sure of is that I can’t sleep.

I throw the comforter off of me, and slip out of Jasper’s bed. I keep my steps light, tiptoeing out of his bedroom, and down the hall. I can hear my heartbeat in my ears as I slowly descend the stairs, trying to be mindful of any creak. I don’t want to wake him up. On the last step, it creaks loud enough that I swear it echoes around the first floor.

“Shit,” I whisper, freezing like that’s going to do anything.

“You lookin’ for me, baby?” His voice is lower than I’m used to, full of grit like he was sleeping.

“Shit,” I repeat. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.” I quickly round the staircase and beeline for the kitchen. “I’m just grabbing something to drink quick. Go back to sleep.”

“You didn’t wake me. I was already up.”

I hear blankets rustling, glancing over in time to see him stroll into the kitchen. “Jesus Christ,” I mutter, my mouth parting when I see him.

My eyes have adjusted to the moonlight, and I can see every dip and curve of his abdomen as he stops in front of me. He reaches above my head and opens the cabinet, snagging a glass for me.

“You’re not wearing any clothes.” The words come out a mumble, my eyes glued to his nipples which are at my eye level.

“And you’re wearing my clothes,” he volleys. Like that explains literally anything.

I stand in his kitchen, belatedly realizing I’m not wearing any pants, as he gets me a glass of ice water.

“You hungry, baby? Need something to eat?” he asks, his hand pressed to the island by the refrigerator.

I glance at the clock on the stove and shake my head. “It’s too late to eat. But thank you, for the water.”

He nods a few times. “Bed okay? Need anything else?”

I clear my throat and drag my gaze away from the broad expanse of his shoulders. “Your bed feels like sleeping on a platform of clouds. I’m just having a hard time falling asleep, I guess. It’s been . . . a day.”

He walks toward the living room, patting the back of the couch. “Come sit with me for a minute. Watch the lake and listen to the cicadas. You’ll be drowsy in no time.”

“Maybe just for a minute.” I dip my head in acknowledgment and follow him into the living room, setting my water on the coffee table.

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