But First, Whiskey: a brother's best friend, grumpy boss rom com by Erin McCarthy

Author:Erin McCarthy [McCarthy, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-10-23T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

MacKay

This was the second time I had woken up next to Faith and it was going to be the last. It had to be the last. Which was a damn shame because waking up with her warm body draped all over mine was definitely both sexy and oddly comforting. Faith was snuggled up next to me and half on me, an arm resting on my chest, a leg flung over my thigh. She was a sleep cuddler. Which was interesting because awake, she wasn’t exactly a touchy feely kind of person. Relaxed in her sleep, she was all smooth skin, soft curves, and tangled blond hair. I stroked her hair as it tumbled down her back, wanting to savor this sensation of being close to her.

After a few minutes of pure self-indulgence, I realized the sun was peeking through the curtains of the hotel room. The reality was we needed to get out of bed and start our day. We were supposed to be having a staff meeting at nine-thirty. I glanced over at my phone and saw it was already after eight. I was impressed I was even awake yet, considering how late we’d been up.

But we did need to haul ass out of bed before Dylan had too many questions.

“Faith,” I murmured, kissing the top of her head. “We need to get up.”

“Just five more minutes,” she said, her face buried in my chest.

Could anything be cuter? Seriously, it’s a legitimate question. She was fucking adorable and sexy and sleepy and damn near perfect. Dragging myself away from all her sweet softness was going to be a challenge.

“Okay. I’m going to take a shower back in my room. We shouldn’t show up downstairs at the same time anyway.” I didn’t move, but I did shake her gently when it seemed like she’d fallen back asleep.

“Mm hm,” Faith murmured, rolling over away from me, her breasts on full display.

Well, that was torture. I debated with myself and tried to remember why anything other than Faith’s body mattered. A decade long friendship with Cash? I had other friends. The distillery? Only five years of my life and most of my money. I could rebuild.

For a brief second, I caved into temptation and all irrational thoughts that tried to convince me there would be no consequences and pulled one of her nipples into my mouth.

But, dusting off the iron will I had used in my days as an athlete, I forced myself to pull back.

Or it might have been that Faith shoved me off of her with an irritated sound. I wasn’t going to split hairs. It was clear at the moment she valued sleep more than sex.

I crawled out of bed. There went every ounce of potential joy in my morning. Gone.

A cup of coffee and a business meeting couldn’t compete.

Being responsible was a bitch. I stood up and got dressed. I bent over and kissed Faith’s cheek. “I’ll see you later. The meeting is at nine-thirty. I’ll wait for you in the lobby downstairs.

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