Her Greatest Mistake by Eve L. Mitchell

Author:Eve L. Mitchell [Mitchell, Eve L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-12T16:00:00+00:00

I was too hot. No, I wasn’t hot, I was sweltering. I couldn’t breathe. My hair was wrapped around my neck like a scarf, and I pulled it away even as I realised I was cocooned in Aiden. His arm was around me, circling me completely, his leg over the top of mine, and his head seemed to be nestled into my neck.

Jesus Christ, how was he not dying of heat exhaustion? I wiggled to get free, and his arm pulled me back in. When I realised I was pulled tight into his crotch, I froze. He was hard and poking me in the ass. Shit, now what? I could wake him up, but I realised that may backfire. I wanted questions answered before he got handsy.

Handsy, Jemma? Yes, handsy. Aiden, almost naked in my bed, was just a recipe for disaster. He would be all smooth and sexy, and I would roll over, literally roll over, and be having wild sex with him before I even said good morning. Because you’re easy? No, because he’s Aiden, and I can’t resist him. I closed my eyes in defeat. I can’t resist him. There—I admitted it to myself. He fascinates me. I want to know him. I want to be with him. I want him. All of him—including his secrets.

But not like this. I needed clothes on, hair brushed, possibly boots…in case I needed to kick his ass. The idea of me kicking Aiden’s ass was ludicrous. I inched away from him, and he grunted in his sleep, but he didn’t move. Another inch, and his arm flexed but relaxed again. Inch by torturous inch, I slipped free of him. When I was safely on the other side of the bed and standing, I looked at him sleeping there. He looks like an angel, I thought whimsically, he’s no angel though. Shaking my head, I made my way to the main bathroom and got ready to face the devil when he woke up.

I was finishing my book when I heard him moving around in my bedroom. I cocked my head as I listened. He was using the bathroom in my bedroom. I returned to reading my book. Ten minutes later, he appeared in the doorway, wearing nothing but his boxer briefs. My eyes ran over him, paying particular attention to his abs and the infamous V-line. Even hungover, he looked good enough to eat.

“How’s the head?” I asked casually.

“Coffee?”

“On the counter.” I watched him walk over and thanked him silently for giving me the unobstructed view of his back. My mouth watered. Good grief, have you seen those shoulders? He was truly sculpted perfection. I watched him pour a cup and down half of it in about two gulps. He refilled his cup.

“Ugh, tastes bad with toothpaste,” Aiden told me as he made his way to the sofa and sat beside me.

Toothpaste? “You carry toothpaste with you?” I asked him in confusion.

“No, used yours.”

“You did not!” My eyes were wide in exasperation.

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