Always the Bridesmaid by Dakota Trace

Author:Dakota Trace [Trace, Dakota]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic romance contemporary bbw rubenesque
Publisher: Dakota Trace
Published: 2011-07-01T01:09:46+00:00

Chapter Four

The sun was already high in the sky when Noah finally awoke. His body, sated from last night’s sexual marathon, was pleasantly sore but well rested. Rolling to his side, he briefly wondered if four times in less than two hours was a record for Jenna, just as it had been for him. He hadn’t had that kind of staying power since he was in college, but knew that it had to be Jenna that’d caused his libido to go into overdrive. Speaking of his naughty little minx, he reached out but only came up with cool sheets.

Opening his eyes, he jerked upright, uncaring that the sheet now pooled around his waist was tented by his morning wood.

“Jenna, sweetheart?” Perhaps she was in the bathroom. His voice sounded rough in the late morning sunlight as he waited and hoped for answer. When he didn’t get one, he kicked aside the sheet before standing. He was contemplating whether or not to be angry that she had left his bed and the room, but after looking at the clock he realized he’d slept to almost noon. Damn jetlag. No wonder she slipped off.

Stretching he headed to the bathroom. First a shower, and then he’d figure out where the hell his little vixen had gotten off to. He wasn’t anywhere near being done with her delicious self.

* * * * *

Jenna let herself into her parents’ house after sending a quick prayer to God that they’d be still at church. Walking into the country blue kitchen, she was just reaching for the coffee when she heard the sound of someone behind her. Looking over her shoulder, she wanted to groan when she saw Kathleen. Standing in her rumpled bridesmaid dress in front of her sister-in-law was like taking an ad out in the Cedar Rapids Gazette. She’d soon be on the phone telling all her friends how Jenna had been out all night like a common slut.

Deciding to own the crime, Jenna smiled sweetly at Kathleen. “Good morning or should I say, afternoon? My, how time flies when you’re having fun.” She picked up her coffee mug and carried it up the stairs towards her bedroom, ignoring the sputtering behind her.

Since the fiasco with Dawson, she’d moved back into her parents’ house while the new house she was buying cleared escrow. She couldn’t wait for the end of the month to get here, so she could move in. If she had to face her mother’s pitying expression at breakfast one more time, she’d scream. To avoid it, she’d taken to waiting until after her mother left for work before coming down. Entering her room, she swallowed roughly when she found Dawson passed out on her bed. He still wore his tuxedo pants and rumpled shirt, but had somehow lost one shoe. She couldn’t believe her eyes as she eyed the figure stretched out diagonally across her bed like he owned it. Who the hell had allowed the bastard into the house, let

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