Pulled Within by Marni Mann

Pulled Within by Marni Mann

Author:Marni Mann [Mann, Marni]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Women's Fiction, Contemporary Women, Romance, Contemporary, New Adult & College, Contemporary Fiction
Amazon: B00JG8TRGA
Goodreads: 20876834
Publisher: Booktrope
Published: 2014-09-12T04:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER NINETEEN

SHANE HAD SENT a text during my shift to let me know Brady was now allowed visitors in addition to phone calls. Since my work schedule took up my nights, he arranged for us to make a trip to the center early the next morning. It meant that I’d only get about two hours of sleep before I’d have to leave again. Shane’s text apologized for that. My reply told him that when it came to Brady, I didn’t care if I got any sleep at all.

I returned to Hart’s place after work, letting myself in with the key he’d given me. It was immediately obvious that I wouldn’t be crawling into bed to wake him. All the lights were on, and I smelled bacon and cinnamon as I moved inside. The table was fully set; he handed me a mug of coffee when I met him in the kitchen. I took a sip as his lips pressed into my neck.

“I missed this smell.” His face dug into the collar of my jacket and kissed the spot next to my shoulder. “And this taste.”

I smiled. I couldn’t help it. “I missed your mouth.”

“Oh yeah?” His brows rose. He pulled his lips away and lifted the mug out of my grasp, setting it on the counter next to us. “There’s no reason you have to wait for it.”

My stomach growled, as if on cue. I’d been so busy at work, I hadn’t had a chance to take any of my breaks, let alone eat anything. It was still so sensitive, but I had to give it something.

He heard the grumble and laughed. His hands rubbed circles over my navel. “I think I’d better feed you first.”

I didn’t disagree.

I pulled the mug back into my hands. “What are you doing up this early?”

He returned to the stove, stirring the potatoes and flipping the strips of bacon and the two omelets he had frying in separate pans. “I like to go for a run before the sun comes up, when the road is dark and quiet. Then I head to the office before the guys so I can prepare for the disasters of the day.”

I slid next to him and leaned my back into the countertop. “You have such a grown-up job managing all those people.” There was only a two-year age difference between us. It suddenly felt like ten.

“I managed you just fine yesterday, didn’t I?” He grinned, keeping his eyes on the eggs.

I laughed. “But I don’t work for you.”

“True. The guys respect me because I’ve earned it. I have a strict no-bullshit policy. They appreciate that.”

I liked hearing about his professional life. “Does it get easier as you go?”

He shook his head. “Actually, the job gets more complex with each build-out. But I also become more knowledgeable. It works for now.”

“For now?”

“You shouldn’t be surprised to hear that spas really aren’t my thing.”

“The sports guy doesn’t appreciate spa living?” I teased.

“Shocking, isn’t it? I’m trying to figure out how to apply my business degree to that arena—something more athletics-based.



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