Love Drunk by Kali Hart

Author:Kali Hart
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jackie M. Wallick

CHAPTER 9

Avery

I give myself a once-over in the mirror the next morning, deciding I’m ready for combat. Or, in other words, another day with kindergarteners. But the truth is, I’m stalling. I’m getting too comfortable at Wes’ place.

Last night I desperately wanted an excuse to kiss him again.

Hell, I wanted an excuse to crawl into bed with him.

I blame the family dinner and the self-defense lesson. In the blink of an eye, it feels as though I’m finally getting the life I’ve always wanted. The crazy but loving family. The perfect man. Except, it’s fake.

Mr. Sprinkles weaves through my ankles and meows up at me. He cuddled with me most of the night and woke me up fifteen minutes before my alarm by sitting on my chest and staring down at me. I screamed, unintentionally summoning Wes to my door in a panic.

Thinking back on that moment, I should’ve told him to save me from the intruder. Would he have shoved open the door and crawled into bed with me? I groan, realizing I’m hornier than I want to be. After two miserable years with Lucas, I thought I’d never think about sex again. But the truth is, it’s all I think about around Wes.

“Okay, let’s go see what our breakfast prospects are.” Mr. Sprinkles follows me down the hall to the kitchen, both of us sniffing the air trying to place that wonderful aroma. Is Grandma June here? No way Wes is cooking something that smells that good.

“Good morning,” Wes says, handing me a plate. On it is some cheesy egg casserole that smells like heaven.

“What’s going on?” I ask, setting my plate on the island and going for a cup of coffee. “Is Grandma June here?”

“What makes you think that?”

“Your complete inability to cook.”

“Oh, that.” His goofy grin is doing things to my insides that are entirely problematic. I find myself searching for any excuse to brush up against him. To touch him. When did this yearning grow so intense? Oh right. That earth-shattering kiss. “Okay, full disclosure. Grandma June snuck me this casserole last night when we were leaving. All I had to do was preheat the oven.”

“I knew it!” I playfully push his shoulder.

“I could’ve waited until you left to make it,” Wes teases, taking a step closer to me. I think he means to pull me into his arms, except he reaches around me for a bottle of caramel creamer and offers it up. Damn this pent-up sexual frustration. “But it wouldn’t be fair to deprive you of her cooking after what you put up with last night.”

“Thank you,” I say, meaning it. I’m touched by how effortless his thoughtfulness comes. It’s genuine and without strings. I set my coffee mug on the counter and squirt a heavy amount of creamer into the cup.

“For what?”

“Thinking of me.”

“Avery, it’s hard not to think about you.”

Setting the creamer on the counter, I dare to turn. Wes stands so close I can feel the heat radiating from him. Or is that coming from me? Probably both of us.

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