CURVES FOR HIM: A BBW Romance Collection by Erin Havoc

Author:Erin Havoc [Havoc, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-12-25T18:30:00+00:00

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EILEEN

Slowly, I wake from the strangest dream.

The building I live in was on fire. The fire alarm didn’t go off —

I would’ve heard it. I have a very light sleep, and I wake up to anything. My nights are usually pretty bad because of that. But I would’ve heard the alarm if it had gone off. So I woke up to the smell of smoke.

Thick, dark smoke curled around my apartment. My heart hammering inside my chest, I clutched my phone and my wallet with my credit cards and driver’s license and went for the door.

I didn’t know where it was coming from, but I couldn’t even see the hallway to the stairs. I’d either suffocate in the smoke or topple down the steps.

Shutting the door behind me, I went to the bathroom, shut myself in and pressed a towel to the crack of the door. This way, I’d have some moments to think.

Sticking my phone and wallet in my back pockets, I went to the window. It was big enough for me to pass through, but it was high out of the ground, so I perched on the edge of the tub to pry the window open.

The motherfucker was stuck.

Of course it was.

I’ve always had this rotten thumb for this kind of thing. I could hear the fire engine down the street as I desperately tried to open the window, but it only went halfway — too small a space for any grown person to slip through, even more a curvy girl like myself.

With a last, angry push, I slipped. From the edge of the bathtub I toppled down the bathroom tiles, head first. Pain shot through me and I was out a moment later.

But, wait. This is not the dream yet.

The whole thing is so fucked up that I’m pretty sure that’s still the real life. I work my ass off to pay for my stuff and what happens? A fire. The alarm doesn’t go off so I’m stuck inside, breathing toxic smoke. The cherry on top? The window won’t open and I fall and hit my head.

My life’s always been very creative on fucking with me. So as I wake up in a thin mattress, I’m sure all of that was very real.

What I’m sure I was dreaming about was the firefighter who pried me from a flaming building. A huge, strong man who carried me out as if I weighed no more than a plume, and gripped me tight and walked me to an ambulance. There, he took his mask off and I stared into his deep, blue eyes.

The man was gorgeous. And we had had such a connection.

That was a good dream.

Which is the reason I don’t want to wake up just yet. Reality is going to suck balls. All my stuff is probably gone and I can only hope I won’t get sick because of inhaling smoke.

The bed under me is not comfortable by a long shot and I shift, trying to get back to sleep and back into those strong arms.

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