Romancing the Sheriff: An Instalove Curvy Woman Romance (Galentine’s Getaway) by Mia Brody

Author:Mia Brody [Brody, Mia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-02-06T16:00:00+00:00

8

ZOEY

When I wake, the first thing I notice is my pounding head followed by the feeling that my face is smooshed up against a hard rock. I mean, it’s a great smelling rock. Like pine and masculine cologne and oh, no.

I finally register that my face isn’t smooshed against a hard rock. No, that would be Brock’s solid chest that I’ve burrowed my face into. To make matters worse, I’m drooling. In fact, there’s a huge puddle of drool on his t-shirt when I pull away from him.

“Morning,” he murmurs, his voice deep and rumbly from sleep.

“Morning,” I squeak, trying to wipe at my face without drawing attention to the fact that I nearly drowned both of us. Why does this man have to be so hot?

He pushes himself into a sitting position and rakes his hand through his hair. For a weird reason, I feel like he did that last night. But what exactly happened?

I remember drinking with the girls. I definitely had some alcohol if this thumping headache is anything to go by.

As if he’s reading my thoughts, he says, “There’s water and meds on the nightstand.”

I move from the bed and swallow several of the pills, grateful he had the foresight to have these ready. That’s when I look down and realize I’m only in my t-shirt and underwear. The cheeky ones that show off my ass. How does this keep happening around him?

“So, last night. Did we…?” I’m not sure how to phrase the question. Surely, I didn’t lose my virginity to him and not remember it. I mean, I’d think a man like Brock would be hard to forget.

“Sleep in the same bed? Yes.” He gives me a grin and leaves the bed. He slips into his shoes and turns back to me. “But nothing more.”

Relief goes through me at his confession. That’s one experience that I would want to be fully sober for. I’d want to be able to commit every naughty detail of my time with Brock to memory.

“For our date tonight, I’m taking you ice skating. Dress warmly,” he announces.

I blink at him and gesture down my body. “Even after this? A front row seat to the hot mess express?”

He leans close to me, his lips hovering only an inch from mine. “I happen to like the hot mess express.”

I think he’s going to kiss me, and I remember his earlier promise. The next time I kiss you, I plan to have you underneath me.

The words create an ache between my thighs. But before he can move and fulfill his vow, his phone rings. Irritation flickers across his face as he takes a step back. “Sorry, that’s the tone for the office. I have to go.”

I manage a nod, still too tongue-tied from the almost kiss to know what to say. It doesn’t matter though because Brock is already striding out of the bedroom and through the cabin. Just as he hits the porch, I hear him answer the ringing cockblock.

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