Faking The Bride : A Hot Romantic Comedy by Jennifer Hartley

Author:Jennifer Hartley [Hartley, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-05-08T16:00:00+00:00

The bungalow was stiflingly hot when Hanna first woke up the following day. It took her a ridiculous amount of time to decipher why that was. That often happened to her when she slept long and hard; it was almost like her brain reset and took a minute to boot up in the morning. So everything returned to her in little bits as she opened her eyes and took in the bright sunlight and the white linens that cushioned her cheek.

She recalled that she was in the middle of the Pacific, on an island called Fela Tu, with her "husband," who was… not just sharing this bed with her but currently cuddled behind her. His nose was behind her neck, an arm around her waist kept her pulled against him, and she could feel the length of his legs behind hers. They were curled up together, not on separate sides of the bed from one another like when they fell asleep.

The cuddling was only part of why Hanna felt so hot, though. She could tell by the saturation of sunlight filling the room that it was later than they usually slept. The windows facing the ocean were closed, trapping the heat inside without any natural breezes from the sea to disperse it.

Hanna contemplated what she should do (should she try to slip out of bed without waking him? Wake him up and play it off? Pretend to go back to sleep and hope he woke and dealt with it?) when she felt Hamish start a little. His arm tightened around her waist, and his breathing stilled at the back of her neck.

She was about to pretend to be asleep when he murmured her name. "Are you awake?" he asked her.

"Yes," she answered. Lying to him was impossible, apparently.

The arm around her waist loosened and withdrew, and Hanna felt his hand at her shoulder, tugging, urging her to roll to face him. She went readily, still too heavy with sleep to consider resisting.

When she faced him, she noticed several things. The first was that his stubble looked particularly rough and long this morning. She wondered if it looked that way every morning, and she'd never noticed before. The second was that his short hair had a tousled quality, making him look particularly roguish. But the third thing was quickly the most devastating… his expression was soft and open, his eyes dark and hooded, and his lips full and pouty. She could sink into him, right here and now, and not even think about looking back.

From the look in his eyes, he was experiencing the same feeling.

Hamish bent forward just a little and brushed his nose alongside hers. She shivered with awareness and sucked in a breath, sure he was about to kiss her. But he didn't. Instead, he drew back and lifted up on an elbow. He looked down at her, struggling with some sort of decision. In a moment, he made it, and he drew away from her altogether.

Hanna listened as he got out of bed and padded into the bathroom.

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