Secrets We Whisper in the Moonlight (Decisions in Durham Book 2) by Rachel Higginson

Author:Rachel Higginson [Higginson, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Reckless Siren Publishing
Published: 2022-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

twelve

I woke up with a strange sense of déjà vu and a simultaneous sense of where the hell am I? It was very confusing.

First things first, I was not in my own bed. That was very clear. Although I did have my pillow—also very clear because I preferred to hug it against my chest. But, and this was where things began to get next-level baffling, I was also being hugged against someone’s chest like I was their favorite pillow.

And that person was very warm. And I seemed to fit against them perfectly. And their very strong arms were wrapped around me. One beneath my head like a pillow, the other heavy and possessive around my waist, holding me against them, their hand snaked up to rest on my breast.

I took all this in as I drowsily climbed from dead asleep to groggily awake. My brain was noting pieces to a puzzle it couldn’t seem to fit together.

And then, all at once, with the light of morning sneaking in through the cracks of the curtains, I remembered everything. I remembered I wasn’t at home. I was glamping with Jonah. I remembered the vodka. And the fun. And the cabin. And the one bed. And the kissing.

And now, the cuddling.

We fell asleep holding hands last night, but we did not wake up with space between us. Gosh, it actually hurt my heart how good this felt. I must have wiggled a little now that I was awake because he held me tighter against him. It took everything in me not to snake my arm around his neck and press my ass into his, um, front. I closed my eyes and imagined waking up like this as a couple. Pulling him back in for more kisses. And this time, not stopping there.

“Mmph,” he murmured into my neck. It was a warm, content sound that did make me press back into his chest. Just when I thought he was going to be as confused as me, he whispered, “Eliza,” against my skin, and it was the most delicious sound.

“Jonah, what—” A buzzing phone interrupted my question. He squeezed me against him, and we both let it go until it finally ended.

“This is nice,” he said in that sleep-roughened voice I’d gotten acquainted with the other morning. “I could get used to this.”

I didn’t know if he meant waking up with someone in general or waking up with me specifically. Also, his hand was still cupping my breast. And my morning dry mouth dried out even more. I was worried that if I opened my mouth now, it would smell like a dead person’s mouth being pried open after years of decay. A cloud of green smoke would puff out, and then either he would die immediately from asphyxiation or he’d be so grossed out by my morning habits that he’d make me walk back to Durham.

So instead of asking him what he meant, I stayed silent. And then that damn phone started buzzing again. He leaned back, presumably to check his phone, but then settled against me once more.

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