Dangerously Bad by Eden Bradley

Author:Eden Bradley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2017-04-27T10:11:50+00:00

CHAPTER

Seven

LAYLA WOKE TO the pleasant weight of Duff’s big hand on her breast. She turned to look at him, but he was dead asleep. How was it possible that this enormous, wicked man could look so sweet while he was sleeping? But then, he was sweet to her, in between all the wickedness. There had been plenty over the weekend, which reminded her that it was Monday morning and he’d have to get up soon and take off for work. Glancing at the clock she saw it was a quarter to seven. All she had with him was another few minutes.

Why did that feel like precious time? She was being ridiculous. She’d only known the man for a week—it had only been eight days since she’d barged into his shop and told him to back off. It wasn’t like her to let things progress so fast. It wasn’t like her to let things progress at all in the last year. Did that mean she was ready for more? Or was it only because he was the first man she’d wanted to submit to since she’d left her last failed relationship behind? The first man to bring that out in her since then, and in such a spectacular fashion she was completely unable to resist. Maybe she should have been resisting. Maybe it would have been better to just stop this madness now, and go back to her comfortable life, with no dramatic ups and downs, with nothing to scare her, no one to leave her. No one to matter.

Morbid thoughts on a rainy morning.

She usually loved the rain, and this morning it was a light rainfall, just enough to hear through the windows, to cool the air deliciously. Pulling the blanket up around her shoulders, she rolled onto her side, allowing herself to revel in the heat of Duff’s big body next to hers. But watching him sleep made her want to touch him, and she knew if she did, seeing him walk out the door would feel even worse.

Blowing out a breath, she flipped onto her back. What in the world was wrong with her? Crossing her arms over her chest, she stared up at the ceiling. And suddenly she couldn’t wait for Duff to leave. She was still brooding when the alarm on Duff’s cell phone went off. He slapped at it to shut it off, then grabbed her, his eyes still closed, and pulled her into a bear hug.

“Hey. Aren’t you going to be late?”

“What? Yeah, probably. But you feel better than riding my bike in the rain will. You feel better than most things.”

She started to smile, then stopped herself.

Don’t give into it. It doesn’t mean anything.

“I can make you some tea, if you want,” she offered.

“Nah. I’ll stop and get some. What do you have planned today?” he asked, his voice low and gravelly with sleep.

“I have to meet with one of the galleries where I show. We’re going over placement for some new pieces. Then a few errands, and tonight I want to start a new piece.

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