Seduced by Sin: Sean (Rugged Riders Book 3) by Ambrielle Kirk

Author:Ambrielle Kirk [Kirk, Ambrielle]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-03-17T04:00:00+00:00

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When I woke up, I had yet another headache. Except it was one of those headaches you get when you wake up and realize that you’ve slept too long. I always felt bad when I slept in past twelve noon on weekends, and that’s how I felt now. I lifted myself up and sensed that I wasn’t in my own bed quite yet. But I wasn’t at the hospital either. The bed was much too comfortable and much too soft. When I opened my eyes, I felt lost. Where was I? I recalled Sean saying that we would go to his house, but this wasn’t his house and this wasn’t his bedroom. The room I was in was three times the size of what I remembered. I looked down and saw the silk sheets and duvet cover wrapped around my torso where I lay. The bed that I sat on was huge. It was almost king-size, maybe even bigger. I didn’t remember getting in this bed. Although, I did remember passing out in Sean’s SUV. Gosh, I didn’t even remember him bringing me in here. What was wrong with me? Certainly, I couldn’t have been that tired. It must have been the drugs.

I pushed the covers off my body and looked at my left leg. It was certainly a little swollen, but it was a good thing that I didn’t feel any more pain. I was also glad that I didn’t recall the pain from right after the accident. I looked around again, still trying to figure out where the hell I was. And where the heck was Sean? I wished I could get up and figure out whose master suite I was in, but I was utterly helpless. I noticed there was a remote control on the nightstand that displayed the same brand name as the wide-screen television over the fireplace in front of me. I turned the TV on and changed the channel to a local station. The on-screen information revealed that it was five in the evening. I’d left the hospital around eleven this morning. Had I really slept that long?

The doorknob rattled, and Sean stood in the doorway with a tray.

“I knew I heard something up here,” he said.

He walked towards me and placed the tray on the nightstand beside me. On the tray was a glass filled with iced water and the rest was concealed in white Styrofoam take-out containers. But it sure smelled good, whatever it was. Suddenly, my stomach growled and I prayed that he didn’t hear it.

“How are you feeling?”

“I feel like I slept all day.”

He grinned. “Well, you did. I brought some food. I’m sorry that it’s take-out, but I don’t have much in the fridge to eat and no pots and pans to cook with. Are you hungry?”

“Yes, thank you.”

He placed the tray on the bed beside me and opened the container. The grilled chicken, steamed rice, and vegetables inside looked much better than what I had been eating at the hospital.

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