To Catch a Snake: Book Three - Supernatural Bounty Hunter Romance Novellas by E A Price

Author:E A Price [Price, E A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Occult, Mystery, Horror, Thriller & Suspense, Werewolves & Shifters, Supernatural, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Published: 2014-10-29T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Ling stretched out and blinked awake. Why could she taste fried chicken? She sat up and groaned at her muggy head. What the heck had she been doing?

She licked her lips as her panda finally started waking up too. Thinking back, she had gone on a boring blind date, check. Been rescued by Marcus, mmm, happy check. He told her he liked her, extremely happy check. Then she ate a ton of pot-laden brownies and spent the evening stoned. Crap.

Uh, and things had been going so well! It was kind of hazy, but she did recall Marcus driving her home and staying with her for a while. She remembered wanting some fried chicken, but he didn’t think it was a good idea, so she snuck into the bathroom and ordered it when he wasn’t watching her. Hmmm, big mistake.

Considering it was the first time she had ever taken the drug, she didn’t feel too bad. She felt herself brightening by the second. Thank you, shifter genes. And she was still sort of elated about what happened with Marcus, even if it didn’t end spectacularly well.

Once, in college, she and Carly went to a party and partook of what the host told them was a ‘special’ brownie. They were in college; they thought they’d experiment. After eating it, they got very excited and started streaking around campus. As it turned out, it was actually just a really tasty, sweet brownie. And the effect it had was partly due to the sugar rush, the alcohol they’d consumed and their own imaginations. They went back the next day and got the recipe for the brownie from the host.

Ling stilled as she heard a soft snore. Her eyes flicked to the armchair in the corner of her bedroom, and there, sprawled over it sleeping, was Marcus. He was still fully clothed, which was kind of disappointing, but he was sleeping in her room. Awww, he must have stayed the night to make sure she was okay, but was too gentlemanly to sleep in her bed. She and her beast twittered like southern belles at that. Not that she would have minded him crawling into bed with her…

With a start, she realized she was only in her underwear. Hell, she prayed she hadn’t tried to seduce him by doing a striptease. It was kind of her signature move when she was drunk. Seeing her stumbling around naked trying to pull her stockings off was enough to turn Don Juan off.

She eased out of bed and held still listening to his breathing. He was sound asleep. Nimbly, she ran into the bathroom. She shed her underwear and splashed water on her cheeks before giving her teeth a thorough brush. She teased her hair, so that it was a bit more attractive than the rats nest shape it had molded itself into overnight, but not so much to make him think she had been styling it. She dabbed a touch of illuminating powder on her cheeks to make them glow, and a lick of tinted balm on her lips.

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