Bidding on the Bodyguard: Bid on Love: Bachelor #7 by Kristi Avalon

Author:Kristi Avalon [Avalon, Kristi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

AN ENERGETIC BIRD call pierced Emma’s sleep. The robin sang a crescendo of jubilance that triggered a dull throb in her head. She cracked one eye open.

Seeing the paleness of morning light, she squeezed both eyes shut, willing sleep to snatch her back into dark bliss. Her lashes tangled, caked with left-on mascara. She frowned. She always removed her makeup before bed.

When she yawned, her tongue felt thick from dehydration, her brain fuzzy with a lingering trace of intoxication. She stretched her aching legs and toes, feeling the weird sensation of a hard, raised mound snaking beneath her from her hip to her calf like a tree root.

Huh?

Both eyes popped open. She stared up at green nylon fabric above her resembling a tent. She grasped for bearings and found none.

“Oh, my God.” She shot up to sitting. She glanced over to find a man beside her barely clothed in boxers and a gray undershirt, displaying a vast expanse of muscle. Military tags flashed like aged silver coins on his chest. “Oh. My God.”

Not the worst way to wake up—the vague thought flitted through her mind as she scrambled away, ripping open the tent’s zipper only to feel her arms give out and tree roots tear the skin of her elbows. Ow.

“Easy, sweetheart,” came a sleep-roughened voice from inside the tent. “You got a little drunk, then fell asleep on me. My ego is bruised, but your honor is intact. I promise.”

Silver-blue eyes in a tanned face poked out from the tent flaps. “Shane.” She breathed a sigh of relief before she glanced around, baffled. “We stayed the night out here? How did we end up in a tent?”

Flipping onto his stomach, he hoisted himself onto crossed arms. The angle revealed a stunning view of every finely hewn muscle in those guns and broad shoulders, not to mention the tight ridge of muscle delineating his pecks until his undershirt blocked her roaming gaze. His hair, much longer on top than the sides, draped in careless arcs over his forehead.

Wow. She’d wager every woman at the auction would’ve paid more than she had for this view. And the heart-stopping smile that came along with the package.

Then the obnoxious robin tweeted loudly, and the throb in her head intensified. She found a stone under her hand and threw it in the bird’s direction. “Shut up.”

Her aim fell purposely short. The only living thing she hit was the mushroom mass collected on the side of a fallen log.

Amusement twinkled in Shane’s eyes. “You’ll feel better after a liter of water and some breakfast.”

Once they returned to the bunker—with Shane gallantly carting the bulk of their load—he made a mouthwatering breakfast of bacon and eggs, and she showered right after. Human again, and less pissed off at nature, she twisted her damp hair into a bun. She emerged to find his forearms covered in soap suds, rinsing the last dish from dinner the night before.

“I should’ve cleaned up, after you made that awesome dinner over the fire last night and breakfast this morning.

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