Thrust by Sybil Bartel

Author:Sybil Bartel [Bartel, Sybil]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: novel
Publisher: Sybil Bartel
Published: 2016-12-05T16:00:00+00:00

The pounding in my head wouldn’t stop. Over and over like a cruel joke. I was intent on ignoring it until my name was thrown into the mix.

“Olivia!”

Pound, pound, pound.

My body wrecked from the sleeping pill, it took two more minutes to realize someone was at my front door. Groggy, I got up, threw on a robe and opened the door just to make the pounding stop.

I forced my eyes to focus. Alex. In a suit. “What are you doing here?”

His gaze made a quick pass over my body and he frowned. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Not wanting to stand another second, I pushed the door shut, but I failed to make sure he stayed on the other side. I was halfway back to my bed when he caught my arm.

“What’d you take?”

The anger in his tone was more than I could deal with. “Fuck you.”

“Right now, sweetness. Tell me what you’re on or you’re going in a cold shower.”

I was too tired to growl at him. “Sleeping pill.”

He helped me into my bed. “In the middle of the day?”

“Yeah.” My head hit the pillow and I sighed in relief. “Go away.”

“No.” He stripped out of his jacket and shirt.

If I hadn’t been half out of it from the damn sleeping pill, I was sure I would’ve been drooling over his abs. “What are you doing?”

“Taking care of you.” He stepped out of his shoes and undid his pants.

My brain struggled for a response as I stared at his chest. “Shirtless?”

The side of his mouth tipped up but there was no humor in his eyes. He tossed his pants over the same chair as the rest of his clothes. “It’s your lucky day.” He pulled the covers back and slid into my bed. A muscled arm went under my head and my back hit his chest as he pulled me in close.

I didn’t have lucky days. “I didn’t invite you.”

“We had a date.” His voice rumbled from his chest and landed around me like the comfort of a familiar blanket.

The sensation was so foreign and intoxicating that my eyes fluttered shut. “I’m not dating you.”

“Ah, ah, ah, you’re not going back to sleep.” He grasped my chin. “Eyes on me, sweetness.” He gave me a slight shake.

“No.” Damn it, I was tired. “Let go.”

Piercing blue eyes stared down at me. “Why’d you take a sleeping pill?”

“I couldn’t sleep.” Why did this feel so intimate? Why did he feel so intimate? His hold on me, his stare, he was making me feel closer to him than I’d ever felt to anyone.

His grip held firm. “Wrong answer. Try again.”

I didn’t know if it was because of the damn pill or because he was looking at me, really looking at me like he gave a damn, but my mouth opened and stupid words spilled out. “I was upset.”

“How upset?” he demanded.

At first I didn’t get it. Most people would’ve asked why I was upset. The question, his concern, for a moment, I let my guard down.

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