The Monster of Hotel No. 7 (Stitches and Teeth Book 1) by K.V. Rose

Author:K.V. Rose [Rose, K.V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-06T16:00:00+00:00

My neck is stiff and there is something wet along the corner of my mouth. My legs are bent at a strange angle, and I can’t figure out how my body is occupying space. I shift one hand, only to find bare skin beneath my fingertips, warm and soft and certainly not mine.

I pop open my eyes.

What I see doesn’t make sense at first.

Blonde hair draped over closed eyes, pink lips parted, green-painted nails curved into my shirt.

My shirt.

I glance down the length of the girl lying on me and see my bare hand over her back, on that smooth patch of skin between the hem of her top and the waistband of her black denim skirt.

Karia.

It all rushes back to me at once and I blink several times, ignoring the way I am exposed—no hoodie, no gloves—and trying instead to think through precisely where I am.

In a parking garage.

Medici Mall.

There are tendrils of thin light seeping into the backseat of the van, my head is jammed against one window, my knees in a position they shouldn’t be, feet on the floorboard because my entire body doesn’t fit in this backseat.

And Karia Ven is sleeping on me and right now, she looks like an angel.

This is not my life.

I have never woken up with anyone before.

My heart races, body heating, and despite the fact I have shed my hoodie—I see it there, crumpled alongside stale fries on the floorboard, my gloves dropped on top in a semi-neat pile—I am sweating now.

Karia is breathing softly, eyes closed, long lashes splayed over top the curve of her cheekbones.

She is perched on top of me, both hands pressed into my chest, her body so warm in every place it touches mine.

My mouth is dry, I desperately wish I could brush what’s left of my teeth before she wakes, and I want to cover myself prior to that, too, but… I am captivated with staring at her. The way her hair is threaded with gold and paler blonde, how it waves down her back, so long. The perfect pink color of her lips, plush and soft, the pale red I can see of her tongue in her mouth, the slope of her nose, how her skin is tanned, and she has the faintest freckles along her face to go with it.

Her heart, pressed to mine, but her pulse is so much softer and slower.

I wonder how long I could stay here.

I know it is forever.

I don’t remember stripping off my armor in the night, and I almost feel betrayed that my body would complete such an action when I have these dead nail beds and this terrible haircut and scars along my hands and words written under my throat I am lucky she didn’t see when I was shirtless inside the penthouse suite; so many things I want to keep hidden from her.

But…maybe there is a small corner of my brain which trusts her.

She fought for me. She fled with me. Even now, she is sleeping peacefully on top of me in the back of a van we don’t own.

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