Curve Lullaby (A BBW Billionaire Wicked Short) by Christa Wick

Author:Christa Wick [Wick, Christa]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Christa Wick
Published: 2014-04-10T16:00:00+00:00

...Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds

My gaze moved from the pages to the door. Firelight glinted off the metal key as if it were mocking me. When I returned to the book and read the next few lines, I knew my nerves were too raw to continue. Everything brought me back to Cole and indecision.

For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,

Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.

If I wasn’t crazy already, I would be by morning. Closing the book, I returned it to the shelf and moved slowly around the room as I blew out the candles. I opened the heavy drapes to let the moonlight in, but left the fire burning with its grate closed. The room had an odd chill about it, as if the walls insisted on pretending an English countryside surrounded them in late fall and not springtime on the outskirts of Charleston.

Once I was under the bed’s heavy coverlet, I checked the time on my cellphone. It wasn’t even ten o’clock and I couldn’t imagine falling asleep before daybreak. I closed my eyes and tried anyway.

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Against all expectation, I fell into a light sleep aided by the precious few hours I had captured the night before and the extra glasses of wine at dinner. Sometime in the middle of the night, when the moon had climbed out of the window’s frame, a light knock at the bedroom door woke me.

I didn’t answer. My throat constricted tightly and a sudden dizziness washed over me, my head spinning even though I was on my back and motionless. The knock came again and then the door swung inward. I peeked through thinly slitted lids to see Cole enter the room and quietly shut the door behind him.

A robe covered him, stopping at the bend of his knee. As much as I wanted to see how the material clung to him or what he looked like with the robe off, I forced my eyes shut.

Already, the question filled my mind, leaving room for no other thought.

Should I stop him?

“Starla?” His weight dented the mattress as he sat next to me. His hand brushed a few strands of hair from my face. “Baby, wake up.”

I fought to keep my eyes closed. Surprise wanted to pry them open. Had Cole really just called me “baby” and told me to wake up?

He tucked a lock of hair behind my ear as he leaned over me. His lips caressed the side of my face as he repeated the order.

“Starla, baby. I need you to wake up.”

I drew a deep breath but continued to feign sleep. Why was he talking to me, telling me to wake? How could I continue to pretend when he was talking into my ear?

“Baby, I can’t kiss you if you’re asleep.”

He said he couldn’t, but he did. His mouth brushed lightly over mine and then he nipped softly at my lower lip. My body tightened in need. My thighs pressed together.

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