Unexpected Oasis by Cd Hussey

Author:Cd Hussey [Hussey, CD]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00IX77A6E
Publisher: C.D. Hussey
Published: 2014-03-10T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Someone is shaking my shoulder. Gently, but it still feels like I'm being violated. Mornings have never been a strength of mine, and this one is no exception. I'm not ready to face the day. Not yet. I need another hour. Maybe two.

I groan and try to roll on to my stomach, away from whoever is shaking me, but am stopped by a strong hand. I throw my arm—the one not tucked under the pillow—over my eyes, even though the room is completely dark.

"Time to wake up," a male voice sings, peeling back my shield. His hands are large and roughly calloused.

"Ugh. Am I late?" My voice sounds like I've had a gallon of milk to drink and my throat is coated in mucus.

"No. But you should get up. This is worth it."

I crack my eyes open and am greeted by a white wall. The bed below me is rock hard, and with a few pats of my hands, I realize it's barely as wide as a twin-sized mattress. I feel like I'm at summer camp.

Rolling over to my back, I come face-to-face with a pair of gorgeous brown eyes on an even more gorgeous man. And it all comes back to me.

The wet wipes, the amazing sex, the MRE dinner, talking until well after midnight, the amazing sex again…

I smile. Trey grins at me like a kid with a frog in his pocket.

"What are we doing?" I ask.

"Getting up. To check out something amazing."

I rub my eyes. "What time is it?"

"Ten."

"In the morning?"

"Yes."

The last of the sleep has finally left my eyes. I prop myself up on an elbow. "Do I need my scarf?"

"No, you should be fine. Well," he pauses, "go ahead and grab it. To cover your nose. And glasses. Preferably goggles."

After I sit up, it takes me a minute to convince the blood to flow to my extremities. When I finally feel like my muscles are nourished enough to actually walk, I rise.

Trey stands up and heads for the door, which he props open. His grin still rivals that of a ten-year-old boy. To be honest, instead of checking out whatever he has in mind, I'd rather reacquaint myself with what's hidden under his clothes.

But there will be time for that later. After stretching like an overgrown cat, I grab the soft, cotton fabric that is my paisley scarf, and place it over the lower half of my face. Joining Trey at the door, I step into dusk.

A blanket of fine dust hangs suspending in the air, blocking out the morning sun so it feel like it's practically nighttime. I feel like I've landed in some hazy, alien world. Everything is blurry, outlines clouded and hidden.

"Wow."

Trey beams at me. "It's amazing isn't it? Look at the sun."

He points to the morning sun, which should be a blazing ball of brightness. It's a dull white glow, looking more like the moon on a foggy night than the sun. I look around. The dust is everywhere, the air eerily still.

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