Deadly Coincidence (Brantley Walker: Off the Books Book 4) by Nicole Edwards

Author:Nicole Edwards [Edwards, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Small Town, Walker Brothers, mystery, detective, Navy SEAL, gay romance, MM romance, LGBTQ, Crime, security, contemporary
Publisher: Nicole Edwards Limited
Published: 2021-06-28T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Friday, January 1, 2021

JJ woke to a throbbing in her skull so sharp it dragged a moan from her.

The instant she tried to open her eyes, it was like a thousand tiny ice picks began hacking away at her brain.

Not doing that.

Closing her eyes again, she lay completely still in her bed, attempting to breathe through the pain, trying to remember why she’d decided to tie one on last night. Hadn’t she learned her lesson the last time she’d overindulged? She remembered clearly promising to never do it again for this very reason.

Stupid idea.

A deep breath in through her nose, out through her mouth became her sole focus as she fought the wave of nausea that overwhelmed her. She didn’t know how long she remained like that, but it was long enough for the feeling to abate somewhat, but not long enough for her to be in the clear, because the instant she tried to get up, she was leaning over the edge of the bed, retching.

As she fought to breathe deeper, she became aware of the smell. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but it was horrid. And likely the reason—combined with the throbbing pain in her head—why she was trying to expel whatever was in her stomach, which appeared to be nothing at all.

What the fuck had she done last night to make her bedroom smell like that? Good God, it was awful.

JJ clutched the edge of the mattress, dropped her head to the pillow, and forced one eye open to look at the clock.

Eight thirty. In the morning?

She groaned.

What the hell? When was the last time she’d slept that late? Then again, she hadn’t gotten obscenely drunk in a really long time either, so it made sense, she was simply dredging up all those bad habits she’d purposely disregarded when she’d decided to be a better person.

She needed to get up, get moving. A shower would likely work wonders to clear the fog. That and some aspirin, some coffee. Oh, God, yes. Coffee. It sounded heavenly right now.

When she went to move, the ice picks started up again, so she squeezed her eyes shut and relaxed.

Okay, maybe not right right now. Soon, though.

Wanting to block out the light streaming in through the windows, JJ smacked her hand behind her, attempting to find one of the many extra pillows she kept on her bed so she could cover her head. There were half a dozen, she just needed—

It wasn’t a pillow she felt.

Whatever it was was wet.

“Eww. What the hell did I do? Throw up in the bed?” she whispered roughly, thoroughly exasperated with herself.

Because she refused to lie in vomit no matter how bad her head hurt, JJ forced herself to sit up, let the dizziness fade while she breathed through the pain.

“A little better,” she finally said, covering her nose to avoid inhaling the stench.

With every jarring movement, her head hurt worse, so she took a minute. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she swiped a hand over her hair only to find a lump.

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