Declaration (Preservation, # 3) by Rachael Wade

Author:Rachael Wade
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary, music, adult romance, new adult

Chapter 9

Progress

White, piercing light hit my eyelids and I didn’t dare open them. Not yet. I groaned, rolling over and pulling a pillow over my head.

Then I remembered who was next to me.

Whitney Sinclair, belly dancing goddess and now tatted-up beauty, lying, fully clothed, in my bed.

As she slept, I peeked out from underneath the pillow and watched her— like a total creeper. Her face was peaceful and innocent, her soft breaths rising and falling with her chest. Her arms were draped above her head, accentuating her perky little rack and the fresh ink on the inside of her forearm. It was an image of two bluebirds, their wings spread wide, holding up a ribbon that said Libertas, the Latin word for freedom or liberty.

She was beautiful, lying just like that, but I was dying of thirst. I carefully slid to the left and slipped out from the sheets, sliding my glasses on and making a pit stop to the bathroom before padding over to the kitchen area for a glass of water.

We’d come home around the time the sun was coming up, whenever that was, and by then, Whitney had passed out in my arms. She was too tired to walk home, so I scooped her up and let her fall asleep on my shoulder. I’d carried her upstairs, then placed her in bed while I showered.

Now it was 11 a.m., and I realized I’d forgotten to ask her what time she worked today. I didn’t want to wake her. Truth be told, I wanted her to spend the whole day with me. I wanted to keep her captive here in my flat, but I knew that wouldn’t fly. I had to work this afternoon, too.

Damn it.

I tipped the water glass to my lips and felt the rim clink against a tender spot: my new piercing. I actually went through with it, and Whitney was thrilled. It was a small ring, positioned on the corner of my bottom lip. It would take some getting used to, but strangely enough, with a brush of my fingers, I realized it was already growing on me.

I downed the last of my water and tiptoed quietly back over to the bed. She squirmed as I settled down into the sheets, then suddenly rolled over and curled up into a ball, her hand reaching out and splaying across my chest.

I froze.

“Mmmm, morning,” she moaned into the pillow, her eyes still closed.

“Hey.”

“Do you work today?”

“Not until this afternoon. You?”

“Yeah. At one o’clock.”

“I didn’t want to wake you. I wasn’t sure.”

“S’okay.” She uncurled her legs and let one glide over my thigh, hooking them together. My body remained still but my lips parted, releasing a sharp breath. Her lips found the side of my throat next and my shoulders and back stiffened. I needed to touch her so goddamn bad. As if she sensed it, she trailed her tongue up my neck and along my earlobe, drawing another shaky breath from me with one little flick.

“Shit,” I mumbled, closing my eyes to relish the feeling.

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