Inhale, Exhale by Sarah M. Ross

Author:Sarah M. Ross [Ross, Sarah M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-05-03T14:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

I hadn’t slept so well in a long time, and even though I had been up until the wee hours of the morning, I woke refreshed. I thought back to the dream I’d had at the beginning of the summer, but no dream could compare to the real thing. My whole body felt like limp spaghetti, warm and soft in Grant’s arms. His scent was everywhere, and I was basking in it. Gloriously.

Grant was snoring softly in my ear, his hand wrapped around me and cupping my breast. I knew it was not something he consciously did, but it still caused a series of goosebumps to form over my entire body and my nipples to harden under his touch.

I closed my eyes and tried to recapture a few more minutes of sleep. Last night I had pushed aside my conflicting emotions about Christian versus Grant. I had adopted a “live in the moment” mentality, but it wasn’t who I was. I wasn’t the type of girl who woke up in another man’s arms—happily, I might add—while her boyfriend was out of town. I knew I should feel more guilty about the kiss we shared, and for spending the night (even though we didn’t do anything), but in the moment it was where I wanted to be. Guilt should have been gnawing at my soul, but all I felt was contentment.

What was happening with me?

It didn’t matter; I didn’t have the time to focus on anything but Gamma today. I took one more deep breathe, inhaling and savoring this moment before I wiggled free and slipped into the bathroom. I would need to head back to my house before going to the hospital, and probably needed to get my car at some point too. I couldn’t expect Grant to give up a second day sitting at the hospital.

I dug my phone out of my pocket and glanced at it. It was just after seven and the sun was starting to peek out on the horizon. I was sure Gamma hadn’t been taken back for her tests yet, so I didn’t bother to call my parents for an update. I brushed my teeth and scrubbed my face clean before slipping my black pants from yesterday back on, but didn’t change my shirt. I stayed in Grant’s T-shirt. I loved sleeping in it, the worn cotton soft against my skin and his scent now lingering on my flesh. His pillow and bed also smelled like him; it was like being bathed in that amazing scent. I could have stayed in bed all day if the circumstances had been different.

When I came out of the bathroom, Grant was awake, sprawled out on the bed and looking oh so delectable. “Mornin’,” he yawned.

“Hey. Good morning yourself.” I sat down at the foot of the bed to put my black, strappy sandals back on.

“How’d you sleep?” He sat up, and the sheet fell around his waist. He was shirtless. I knew he rowed on a crew team, but had only imagined how well defined his chest and arms were.

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