[What's Luck Got To Do With It 02.0] Down on Her Luck by Carmen DeSousa

[What's Luck Got To Do With It 02.0] Down on Her Luck by Carmen DeSousa

Author:Carmen DeSousa [DeSousa, Carmen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, FIC027020, YAF052060, FIC044000
ISBN: 9781945143168
Google: KiWmDQAAQBAJ
Goodreads: 33292392
Publisher: Carmen DeSousa
Published: 2017-03-28T06:00:00+00:00


9

Puppies and Babies, Oh My!

The sound of barking woke me up, and then toenails tapping on the wood floor grew louder with each passing second. I opened my eyes, but bright streaks of sunshine caused me to shut them again.

“Is that better?” I heard Markus’s silky voice.

With my arm over my face, I chanced opening one eye, the one farthest away from the bright white rays.

Only a few streams of light filtered through, so I opened both my eyes and searched for Markus. It was still too bright.

Markus set something on the nightstand and then sat down next to me. “Are you always this confused in the morning?”

“Yeah. I tend to sleep in.” I breathed in and out, attempting to hide a yawn as I nestled myself deeper into the pillow. It smelled so good. Like Markus. “What time is it?”

“Ten.”

“Oh!” I sat up. “Oh, no! Mom’s going to be worried.” I’d planned to get up in the middle of the night and sneak home. I never slept through the night. But I’d felt so warm and safe in Markus’s arms.

“Belinda’s downstairs, and she’s fine. She knew you were with me all day, remember? I drove you to the audition when the Taurus went kaput.”

I stifled another yawn. “That’s right.” It seemed longer than a day ago that I was crying about losing a role again.

Markus jutted his chin to the nightstand. “I brought coffee.”

“Oh. Thank you!” I reached for the cup. “God, you’re wonderful.”

Markus laughed. “I can cook and wash dishes, too.”

I squinted at him over the cup as I inhaled the dark roasted goodness. We had the same taste in coffee. “Mmmm.”

“Drink. I have to go to work.”

“Work?” I set down the cup. “I thought you only worked in the afternoons.”

Markus leaned over me and kissed my forehead. “Two thousand words. As soon as I knock out two thousand words, I’m free.”

“Oh … How long does that take, and free to do what?”

“A few hours, then my brain typically turns off. I was thinking a walk in Frick Park would be fun, remind you how beautiful it is here, and give Buddy some exercise, and then maybe we could get ice cream at Waffallonia.”

“Oh … so you’re going to assist me in gaining twenty pounds, are you?”

“If that’s what you want.” He turned to leave.

“Ummm, Markus?”

He stopped in the doorway, and I couldn’t help but notice that he looked just as good in gray sweatpants and a white T-shirt as he had in designer jeans.

“I need to take a shower.”

“Help yourself.” He pointed to the white door across from me. “There’re spare toothbrushes beneath the cabinet. I use an electric toothbrush, but every six months I get a free toothbrush from the dentist, and I haven’t had company in a while, so you have your pick.”

I gazed up at him, surprised by his words, wondering how many toothbrushes were beneath the sink. “Clothes?”

“Help yourself to anything in my closet.”

I sighed, then decided to ask for something I was sure he wouldn’t have.



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