Primal Instincts: Volume 5 by Nicole Edwards

Author:Nicole Edwards [Edwards, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781644180747
Google: TFCrzwEACAAJ
Amazon: B0BW4X3TXX
Goodreads: 123013061
Publisher: SL Independent Publishing, LLC
Published: 2023-03-30T23:00:00+00:00

17

Tuesday…

Journey

As I came awake fully, I realized Creed was no longer in bed with me. I could smell him on the pillow beneath my head, the blankets covering me. It caused me to breathe in deeply, smiling as I did.

I slept in his bed last night.

It wasn’t the first time we’d slept together, but it was the first time in his bed. Technically, it was the first time I was in his bedroom. I had toured the entire house the first time I came here, but I never had the chance to peruse Creed’s personal space. For some reason, that felt like an accomplishment, something that most women didn’t get to experience.

And while I was basking in the glow of the mind-blowing morning-after with a sinful man, I pretended for a few minutes that it was more than sex, that the intimacy I felt between us last night was different now. Deeper, stronger. I told myself it was more than domination and submission; this was Creed reciprocating what I felt for him. Although I never intended to, I had fallen in love with Creed Granger, and there was nothing I could do to reverse that. Not that I wanted to, even though the thought of being in love with him scared me more than anything in this world. Not because I’d given him my heart but because I feared he wouldn’t give me his. Not completely. There was no doubt he’d take my body and offer his in return. He was opening up more after our week apart, but the chasm that was there was going to take a lot of effort and time to overcome.

The room was dark so I couldn’t get a feel for the space. I’d seen it briefly last night before Creed turned off the lights and curled up with me. I was curious, but I had more urgent matters to tend to. I crawled out of his enormous bed and went to the bathroom. The space was large and bright. It felt very masculine, probably because of the finishing touches.

I went pee, washed my hands, and smoothed my hands over my hair to tame the wild mess. Because the hot tub had dried it out, it wouldn’t matter until I could get a comb through it. And I needed conditioner in a bad way.

My throat was parched, so I grabbed the T-shirt Creed discarded last night and pulled it on before making my way to the kitchen. The house was still dark because the sun hadn’t yet broken over the horizon. There were a couple of lamps on, guiding my way. The kitchen was empty, so I went to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. I didn’t know where Creed was, but the house was utterly silent. I knew he was an early riser because he usually texted me before now on the days he said good morning.

As I cracked the lid on the bottle, I glanced at the living room, recalling what had happened there last night.

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