Surreal Estate by Jesi Lea Ryan

Author:Jesi Lea Ryan [Ryan, Jesi Lea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2018-07-28T16:00:00+00:00

I woke up in the morning wrapped in Nick-scented sheets and fingers tangled in the hair on the back of my head. The memory of falling asleep with him petting me like a kitten filled me with comforting warmth. I rolled over to face him, surprised to find him awake and staring at the ceiling in the early-morning light.

“Hey,” I said in a voice rusted by sleep. “Good morning.”

His mouth turned into a wicked grin. “A very good morning.”

“Not freaking out about waking up with a guy in your bed?”

A growl rumbled in his throat, and he climbed on top of me, settling between my legs and nipping my bottom lip. “I’ve been debating waking you up for round two for the last half hour.”

Ignoring our morning breath, I drew him in for a deep kiss. I loved kissing. Most guys I’d been with had been so focused on getting off quick that kissing had fallen by the wayside. It’d been a long time since I’d truly made out with someone, and Nick used his mouth with the creativity of an artist.

Things were just getting heated when Nick’s cell phone rang. He ignored it and bent to explore my chest with his tongue. A moment after the ringing stopped, it started up again. Nick swore against my skin.

“Answer it,” I groaned. “No one calls this early unless it’s important.”

Nick reached over the side of the mattress and answered his phone with a gruff “Yeah.”

The sheet slipped, exposing his wide back and the top swell of his ass. What I wouldn’t give to spend all day in bed exploring him inch by inch. Unfortunately, given what I could make out from the one-sided conversation, today wouldn’t be that day.

“Are you kidding me? That’s going set the schedule back at least another week . . . No . . . no, I’ll be there soon.”

He rolled back, phone still clutched in his fist.

“Rain check?” I asked.

“It’s one of my paying jobs, and I can’t afford to blow it off, no matter how much I want to.”

I placed a soft kiss on his shoulder. “It’s okay. What time is it?”

“About seven. I need a shower. I’d invite you in with me, but it’s barely big enough for me to fit.”

“No problem. I’ll shower at home. I don’t have any clean clothes here anyway.”

“Mmm . . . bet we could both fit in your shower.”

“Yeah, but if I had you naked and soaped up, no way would either of us make it to work today.”

“Fine,” he grumbled, sitting up, then he descended the ladder before stalking off naked toward the bathroom.

Grinning like an idiot, I crawled into my clothes. Remembering that the bed had been made when we’d gotten into it last night, I did my best to straighten the covers. I’d heard somewhere once that successful people always made their beds. I didn’t know how true that was. If they were successful enough, they probably got other people to make their beds for them.

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