Stopping Short: A Hot Baseball Romance by Mindy Klasky

Author:Mindy Klasky [Klasky, Mindy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Contemporary Fiction, Sports, spicy romance, sports romance, hot romance, baseball, sexy romance, Contemporary Romance
Amazon: B00MDZL53Q
Publisher: Book View Cafe
Published: 2014-08-03T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 6

He watched her in the light from the window. They’d never pulled the curtains, and the sun rose early, casting a pink glow over the room.

He hadn’t slept for long—neither of them had. They’d found each other twice in the night, fast and urgent the first time, slow and sleepy after that. The mattress had felt strange to him after so many nights of sleeping on the floor. It was a good bed, comfortable, and for the first time in years he couldn’t remember his dreams.

She moved in her sleep, curling tighter on her side. Her lips parted, and she swallowed, and then she stretched her legs, pointing her toes toward the foot of the bed. She opened her eyes, and he waited.

He thought she might be confused. She might not realize why they were together at first; she might need to wake up more before she could remember everything they’d done.

Her gaze was steady, though, and calm. Her voice was perfectly even as she said, “Good morning.”

He couldn’t keep his hands off her then. He let one finger trail along her hairline, trace the path from her forehead to her ear. Even now, even after coming inside her like a freight train, he had to give her a chance to go back, to put all the rules back in place. “Any regrets?” he asked, trying to keep his tone light, trying not to let her hear how much he hated the question.

She shook her head. “None.” But then a frown wrinkled her forehead. “One,” she said.

His heart seized like he’d caught a fastball in the center of his chest.

She laughed, though, a sound he hadn’t realized he needed to hear, and she said, “I’m starving.”

“Let me guess. A fruit plate. With yogurt. And a gallon of coffee, extra hot.”

“Exactly.” She collapsed back on her pillow. If she had any idea what she looked like there—her lips still swollen from the night before, that love bite purple on her throat… She stretched again, and the sheet slipped away from her chest.

If he didn’t get out of bed now, they wouldn’t eat till noon. And as gorgeous as she was, he was damn hungry himself. Room service would take too long. He could raid the breakfast bar and bring them plates before either of them collapsed from starvation.

He swung his legs over the side of the bed and pulled himself to his feet. He was still getting his balance when he heard her shocked gasp.

Damn. Damn, shit, fuck.

Despite everything they’d done—out at the beach house, here, last night—she hadn’t seen his back before. For the weeks they’d lived together, he’d made sure he stayed covered—it had been easy enough to wear a T-shirt to bed, and he’d carried his clothes into the bathroom to shower and change. It had been easier that way. Simpler.

He heard her sit up. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the sheets snake around; she was covering herself in shock. In disgust.

“Drew,” she said.

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