Favorite Mistake: a Small Town Romance (Redemption Book 8) by Jessica Prince

Author:Jessica Prince [Prince, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jessica Prince Books LLC
Published: 2023-06-11T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

LYRIC

I woke up slowly, my brain covered in cobwebs thick and sinewy. My limbs felt like they were bogged down in wet cement and the backs of my eyelids were like sandpaper as I slowly blinked my eyes open. For a second, I had no idea where I was or what had happened.

Then I felt a shock of something cold press just beneath my chin and was jolted fully awake with a sharp gasp. My eyes collided with a pair of black, beady marbles attached to a gigantic head.

“Christ, Churro.” A thick, corded forearm appeared above me, scooping the dog up. “Get down before you wake her up.”

I blinked, taking a moment to take in my surroundings. I was lying on a soft tan couch with extra wide cushions, a cozy chenille blanket draped over my legs and waist. I was still in my clothes from the night before . . . because I’d passed out right here only minutes after arriving. Just long enough to devour the burger and fries Holton had stopped to get me because I mentioned my fries being ruined. I hadn’t even asked. He simply turned his truck into the drive-thru and ordered, passing it to me.

I’d nearly started crying again at the kind gesture.

Pulling in a deep breath, I sat up and twisted, placing my bare feet on the floor. “I’m awake.”

I scrubbed at my tired, burning eyes. They felt swollen and sensitive from crying so damn much the night before. I’d surprisingly been able to sleep the whole night through, but thanks to the torrent of emotion from the night before, I still felt like I could sleep for a lifetime.

A steaming mug of coffee appeared in front of my face, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever been more grateful for anything in all my life.

I looked up, offering Holton a wan smile. “Thanks,” I said quietly, taking the mug and cupping it in my hands, letting the heat seep into my skin. That cold from last night still lingered a bit, and the warmth bleeding through the ceramic helped to push even more of it back. When I took a sip and discovered it was made just how I like it, that warmth bloomed even bigger, filling my chest.

I didn’t know how he knew, but he did, and he was going out of his way to make me comfortable. I appreciated that more than he knew. Truth was, if he hadn’t been there last night, I was sure it would have been even worse than it was. I’d felt safe when he was close, like he’d step in front of whatever danger could still be lurking to keep it from getting to me. When I’d broken down, he’d scooped me up and held me in his arms until I was able to pull myself together. That was the first time in my life someone had taken care of me when I was down.

A part of me felt sad at that realization, pathetic.

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