Identity Crisis by Rochelle Paige

Author:Rochelle Paige [Paige, Rochelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, contemporary romance, alpha male romance, military romance, happily ever after, navy seal hero
Publisher: Rochelle Paige
Published: 2015-06-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Delia

How was it possible I did it again? I had been so darn certain there was no way I’d fall back asleep. When Blaine agreed to let me help after I laid down for an hour, I was thrilled. I even watched the clock as I lay in bed, counting the minutes until I could walk back out there and prove him wrong. Maybe I shouldn’t have taken another pain pill because sometime after the forty-five-minute mark, I must have fallen asleep. And for a long time, since it was already lunchtime.

I rolled out of bed and sat on the side, letting my legs dangle over the mattress while I tried to get my bearings. My head was fuzzy after sleeping so deeply. I didn’t even think I could call it a nap. It was more like passing out. I even had indentations on my cheek from the pillowcase.

Blaine opened the door slowly and peeked inside. “Hey, sleepyhead.”

I rubbed at my face, hoping to smooth out the creases. Then I realized I probably had a serious case of bedhead. Seeing him stand there, the closest thing to a sex god I’ve ever seen in my life, while I was certain I looked like crap, pretty much sucked. I sifted my fingers through my hair, hoping I could make myself look semi-decent. As he shut the door and moved toward the bed, I fiddled with the shirt I was wearing—his shirt, the same one I’d had on for more than twenty-four hours.

“I need more shirts,” I complained.

His eyes heated as his gaze dropped to my chest. “I’ll run out and buy you some.”

“I’m perfectly capable of buying my own shirts.”

He reached out and traced along my collarbone, eventually pushing the shirt to the side. “I’m sure you are, but I like seeing you in mine. If I buy them, they’re my shirts. Otherwise, I’d just call Brody and ask him to grab you some while he’s out.”

“But they won’t smell like you,” I admitted, blushing when I realized how much what I’d said revealed about my feelings for him.

He lifted his shirt over his head and climbed into bed next to me. “That’s easily solved. If you smell like me, then my shirt will carry our scent when you wear it.”

“You’re awfully good at solving problems.”

“I’ve got all sorts of skills you haven’t seen yet.” His voice held a sexual undertone I couldn’t miss. Though, it wasn’t blatantly obvious, which was far more intriguing—especially when I knew firsthand that when he used all of his considerable skills on a woman, she was putty in his hands. It was nearly impossible to be immune to his confident charm. I had already entrusted him with my safety and my body, but if I wasn’t careful, he just might pose a threat to my heart.

“You holding out on me?” I shifted on the mattress, trying to get closer. The heat from his body chased away the cobwebs as my nap-induced fog slowly subsided. My sleepiness had worn off, replaced by my desire.

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