Lingerie on the Floor (The Londonaire Brothers Series Book 1) by Amanda Aksel

Author:Amanda Aksel [Aksel, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-27T16:00:00+00:00

Seven

KATE

The brilliant morning sun nudges me awake like an insistent alarm clock. I squint in the light, my head pounding in pain. Where am I?

The song “We Didn’t Start The Fire” resounds in my head on repeat. I open my eyes, the ceiling high above me. Oh, yeah . . . I look over. Drew’s fast asleep on his back, his broad chest moving steadily up and down. I don’t want to wake him, but I need a glass of water and an aspirin fast.

What time is it? I sit up slowly, looking for some clue. There’s no clock on the nightstand. Where’s my phone? My purse? My panties? A memory from last night flashes in my mind, I can still taste Drew’s lips, feel his tongue on my . . . I glance back at a sleeping Drew, so sweet and peaceful. You’d never know by looking at him now that he’s an animal in the sack.

I slip out of the sheets, touching only the tips of my toes to the cool dark wood floor. I tread lightly and grab my bag near the bedroom door, then scurry into the bathroom in the hall. I check my phone first. It’s nine o’clock. I really need to get back to my hotel and prepare for my investor lunch.

My head throbs in pain. I should’ve had more water last night. What was I thinking? And why do I still have this song in my head? Then another flashback—me, martini, Drew, Billy Joel. Oh, my God. I didn’t.

No . . . I definitely did.

I roll my eyes, which shoots a sharp pain over my forehead. That’s not the only thing that hurts. Muscles in my back, hips, and legs are all sore. I’m not even this achy after Pilates. Who knew sex could be such an amazing workout?

I splash cold water over my face and look at myself in the mirror. My eyes are pink with smudged mascara shadowed beneath them. I dig out a few aspirins from my purse and cup sips of water into my mouth, then quickly comb my crazy hair with my fingers.

Back in Drew’s bedroom with floor-to-ceiling windows, he’s still asleep. I set his white button-down on the bed, even though I’m tempted to take it with me as a souvenir. Snatching my stilettoes from the floor, I tiptoe toward the door. Just before I cross over into the hallway, Drew utters, “Good morning,” in a sexy, groggy voice.

My stance stiffens and I slowly turn back. “Good morning.”

He’s lying on his side, propped up with his arm. “You sneaking out on me?”

Yes. “No, I just didn’t want to wake you.”

Drew sits upright, white linens covering his lower half. His cut six-pack looks even more defined in the morning sun. He pats the bed. “Why don’t you come back to bed for a while?” That intense hungered look reflects in his eyes, and I’m prepared to cancel lunch if it means I get to be naked with him again.

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