Dangerously Hers: A Sci-Fi Alien Mated Romance (Loving Dangerously Book 3) by A.M. Griffin

Author:A.M. Griffin [Griffin, A.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Three Twenty-One, LLC
Published: 2017-07-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

What the hell was I thinking?

Minutes ticked by as slow as hours. All she could think about was what she’d done. How she’d done it. And how good it’d felt.

Fucking, fucking, screw up.

Her hands balled into fists.

This was worse than when she contacted Sa’Mya’s uncle and tried to ransom her back to Laconia against Kane’s wishes.

She’d fucked an alien but not against her will. No one had given her drugs or promised to kill her. No, she had done it willingly…eagerly…with gumption…like a pro.

She flung the blanket off and stared at the ceiling. Her mind raced from one extreme to the other.

What if he fired her?

What if he made her leave?

What if he told everyone?

Would everyone think she was a no-good whore?

What if he expected her to be his personal whore?

What if he expected her to be the personal whore for all the royal guards?

She let out a bloodcurdling scream and kicked at the blanket until it fell to the floor.

Get a grip. It might not be as bad as you think. I need damage control.

There was only one person she trusted to help fix the mess she’d made.

She quickly threw on some clothes and left her apartment. It wouldn’t take long to get to JB’s room. It wasn’t too far from hers. Her main concern was getting there without bumping into anyone.

Finally, she stood outside JB’s room and rang the bell. “C’mon, answer it.” Her toes tapped impatiently against the ground.

After waiting a few seconds, she rang the bell again.

Where had Rasha gone after leaving her apartment? Had he gone back to his place or to Marcie’s?

Stop thinking about him.

She pressed the bell again, then again and again.

The door finally slid open. JB stood on the other side. His hair was a disheveled mess. He was shirtless and his pants hung off his waist. “Really? Right now?”

She brushed past him without waiting for an invitation. “I need to stay here tonight.”

“The hell you do.” He blocked her path, stopping her from going deeper into his rooms.

Instead of pushing farther past him, she pressed her back to the wall. “Please, JB.” She shook her head. “I don’t want to be alone right now. I did something really, really stupid.”

A rustling sound caught her attention. In his bed was the redheaded woman who constantly followed him around. She held a blanket up to her chin.

As Jess raked an irritated gaze over her, the woman wiggled her fingers. “Howdy. I’m Diane.”

Jess rolled her eyes. “Figures.”

“Can you…um…come back in…thirty minutes?” JB asked.

Jess threw up her hands. “Are you fucking kidding me? I’m in the middle of a crisis and you’re turning me away?”

JB glanced from her to Diane. Jess folded her arms across her chest. He had better make the right choice or she would beat the shit out of him.

“Fuck,” he finally said. He turned toward his bed. “Sweetheart, my ward is in some kind of trouble. She may have gotten herself knocked up.”

“You’re such an ass,” Jess said to him.

“If you don’t mind…” JB continued.

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