Forever Falcon Ridge (The McLendon Family Saga Book 7) by D.L. Roan

Author:D.L. Roan [Roan, D.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: D.L. Roan
Published: 2017-07-23T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

A soft hum vibrated against Dani’s ear. Consciousness loomed, bringing with it a bright light that pierced her eyelids. She squeezed her eyes closed in protest and snuggled against the warm body beside her, breathing in the fresh clean scent of soap and something pine.

Warm body?

Alarm burned through enough of the haze to know she wasn’t dreaming and she uncurled her fingers, tracing them along the bare skin beneath her hand, noting the smattering of coarse hair that grew thicker the further south—.

“Careful.”

Clay’s deep voice jolted her to a fully conscious state and she froze, forcing her eyes open one at a time to see him stretched out beside her.

“Oh my god!” She shot up from the pillow, then grabbed her head. “Oh, my god,” she moaned again as a confusing cloud of memories from the night before came rushing back with the pain, hammering against the inside of her skull. She forced her eyes open enough to glance at Clay, then squeezed them closed again, scrambling through the haze to remember when he’d removed his clothes. A panic inducing realization hit her like a train and she lifted the sheet from her chest.

Or when I removed mine!

Clay drew her back down beside him, hooking his leg over hers, and trapped her beneath him. “Mornin’, beautiful.”

Dani stared up at him in disbelief, searching every corner of her mind for any memory of… She swallowed against the dry cotton in the back of her throat. “Um…did we…?”

Clay’s wide grin snapped into a frown, a deep line forming between his brows. “You don’t remember?”

No. No-no-no! This isn’t happening! How could she not remember? Nausea built in the pit of her stomach and rose to the back of her throat. “Ugh, I think I’m going to be sick.”

“Real sick or fake sick?” Clay asked.

“Real sick.”

Clay scrambled off the bed, reappearing beside her with an empty trash can. She leaned over the side and heaved, but nothing came up. The wave passed and Clay released her hair, setting the can on the floor beside the bed before he eased a hip onto the mattress beside her. “You’d probably feel better if you got it out of your system.”

She flopped back down onto the mattress with a huff. “Ugh, I’m such an idiot.”

Clay grinned. “I tried to warn you.”

“No.” Dani rubbed her forehead, feeling like she’d been kicked in the head by a mule. “I mean, yes, that, but I…” She couldn’t look at him. He had tried to warn her, but she hadn’t listened. She didn’t know what had possessed her to take that second and third shot. “I was nervous,” she reluctantly confessed. “I wanted everything to be perfect. I wanted to be perfect, not some bumbling virgin you had to treat with kid gloves. I thought a shot or two would take the edge off.” She’d been right about that. Apparently, she’d skipped the entire thing. “Clay, I don’t…” know how to say this. “The last thing I remember, with any clarity, was sitting at the table with you, Virgil, and Nann.

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