A Really Bad Idea by Jeannine Colette

Author:Jeannine Colette [Colette, Jeannine]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: romance
Publisher: Jeannine Colette
Published: 2019-05-13T18:30:00+00:00

We kiss for a long time. It seems to be something we’ve become brilliant at. We roll over onto the sheets that are now crumpled and tossed about. I hold on to him, savoring the moment because, honestly, I’m not ready to leave it.

There’s a tingling still simmering through me as his muscular thigh slides between my legs. His powerful body makes me feel dainty as he holds me, caresses me. Even though the sex is over, his desire for intimacy is potent.

Christian as a lover. I really like this side of him.

He’s the first to pull away, his hooded eyes lazy despite the hurriedness of our lovemaking. His eyes dance around my face, and a slow, sexy smile builds on his full mouth.

I lick my lips, unsure of exactly what to say. I don’t want to ruin it by making a joke or saying something overly sexy. There’s no protocol for this scenario. It feels like I’ve gone to bed with a man I just started dating, and I don’t want to come off too strong.

A manual would really come in handy right about now. Picture it. “Girls Guide to Dating/Getting Knocked Up By Your Best Friend/Boss’s Son.” I think it’d be a hit. I can even start a blog …

“I have to pee,” I say and untangle myself from his body. I’m about to get up when I realize I don’t want to walk to the bathroom, naked. I pull the sheets toward me and cover up the necessary bits.

“Don’t tell me you’re embarrassed,” he teases from behind me, lying stark naked in all his glory.

“Despite recent events, we’re still friends, and I’d prefer if you didn’t see my jiggly ass walking away.” I lean over and grab his button-down off the edge of the bed. I slide my arms inside and stand up. When I’m properly covered, I face him and do a curtsy.

“Friends.” He’s looking at the plush carpeting of the hotel room.

I scurry to the bathroom and close the door behind me, leaning my back against the door and taking myself in. My reflection shows the afterglow of a woman who had mind-blowing sex—rumpled hair, smeared eyeliner, swollen lips, and a rosy tint to her entire body.

Damn.

I cling the shirt closer to my body and inhale his woodsy cologne.

I had sex with Christian.

My cheeks blush in the mirror as I recall the way his body felt on top of me, inside me. I will have some dangerous fantasies to look back on when this is all over.

When it’s over …

I run a hand over my chest and take a deep inhale. My heart is skipping. If what we felt was an earthquake, the tingles running over my skin are from the aftershock.

We got caught up in the moment. A planned moment, but we still fell into it—hard.

I stare at myself a moment too long, taking in this new me. For a while, I equated sex with treason. The thought of trusting someone enough to let myself go seemed unachievable.

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