While You Were Creeping by Poppy Rhys

Author:Poppy Rhys
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Poppy Rhys
Published: 2020-12-20T16:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

HOLLY

I couldn’t begin to describe the embarrassment I felt the next morning after I’d sobered up and had an hour, lying in bed, to simmer in my bad choices.

It was even more embarrassing that Kye had been the one to stop at least one of those bad choices from happening. If he hadn’t, I’m sure I would’ve made many more bad choices.

Ones that ended up with my tongue on Kye’s horns and other... things... in my mouth.

I rolled over, burying my face in the pillow.

To make matters worse, I remembered the whole episode in vivid detail. Wasn’t that the point of alcohol—to make you forget?

I want a refund.

My liver had been abused for nothing.

Skully rooted his nose under the pillow, as if he were ashamed of my actions too.

“Sorry you had to witness that, boy,” I mumbled, stroking his soft fur. “Your human’s a mess.”

I got up, flushed the toilet a couple times to calm my nerves, showered, did my hair, and even put on decent clothes instead of sweats. If I had to face Kye, I didn’t want to look like the crypt keeper.

“Morning,” I greeted, sweeping into the kitchen, and grabbing my favorite reindeer mug.

Wait. No.

I put the mug back and got a boring one. The reindeer used to be my favorite mug. I scowled at the Christmas tree in my living room, fully decorated now, before promptly ignoring it.

My tone was sharp when I asked, “Sleep well?”

If I acted like nothing happened, maybe he’d think I couldn’t remember and wouldn’t bring it up.

Kye stood on the other side of the island, already sipping on a mug of joe. The ceramic occasionally clinked against his tusks whenever he pressed it to his lips.

“About last night,” he hedged, his voice throaty, like he’d just woken up himself.

Well. Fuck.

There went my plan!

I exhaled after pouring coffee and put the mug to my lips to have a tiny taste. Too hot. Needed at least a few gulps before I could answer Kye, but it seemed the universe wasn’t working in my favor this morning.

I turned, relaxing my face into a blank expression. “Hmm? Third meal, you mean?”

Just... play it off, Holly. You got this.

Kye took another sip of coffee, his eyes narrowing over the mug like he could see right through my bullshit.

“The part where we dry-humped like horny teenagers.”

Goddamn, he’s good.

“Oh. That,” I replied lamely.

“Yeah. That.”

We stood there in uncomfortable silence, the tension stretching like a smothering force. I slurped some of my coffee, trying to buy myself some time but it only made the silence more awkward.

What was I supposed to say? Sorry, I’m a mess and wine makes me want to lick your horns.

Well, made me want to lick his horns more.

Ughhh, why was I thinking about licking his horns? Who did that? That wasn’t a thing, was it? If it wasn’t already a thing, my vagina was making it one.

“We could not talk about it. We could try that,” I suggested, hopeful that he’d let it go.

And

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