Diversion 1 - Diversion by Eden Winters

Author:Eden Winters [Winters, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

“Its morning already? Did I oversleep?” Lucky blinked hard, disbelieving that hed slept soundly through the night—again. The “teddy bear” hed acquired must exude some kind of sleep chemical.

Bo raised his head far enough to see the bedside clock. “No, its six oclock. Shut up and go back to sleep. You may get the day off, but I start work at the clinic in a few hours.”

Up at six? Without a court order? Lucky rolled over, morning wood pressing dangerously close to Bos ass. “Good morning, sunshine.” He prodded Bos cheeks with his dick.

“It aint thatgood a morning.” Bo slapped at Lucky, pulling the bedcovers tighter around his shoulders.

Lucky waited a second and prodded again, pulling the covers down.

“Im your damned teddy bear, remember? Quit molesting the stuffed animal.” Bo grabbed the covers and pulled them back up. “Now leave me alone and let me sleep.”

Since mere suggestion didnt work, Lucky tried whining. “But I got a stiffie.”

Bo huffed and shot out the bed, turning an evil glare on Lucky. “Sounds like a personal problem to me. And if you follow me out to the living room, I swear Ill rip that thing youre poking me with out by the roots!”

In the absence of a warm body to relieve his lust, Lucky took matters into his own hands, falling promptly back asleep afterward.

He woke up with a hand shaking his shoulder. “Hey, Lucky, you awake?”

“I am now,” he grumbled, faced smashed against his pillow muffling his words. The rich aroma of coffee took the edge off his ire, and he turned his head toward the scent, dragging his eyelids open. His favorite mug sat steaming on the nightstand. “You said to fuck off and let you sleep. Now youre waking me up why?”

“Well, its your fault I woke up in the first place and I couldnt get back to sleep. New job jitters. Run with me and Ill call it even.”

What the hell? Lucky rolled into a sitting position, grabbing the cup and taking a healthy swig to help clear the cobwebs from his brain. “Running sounds too much like work for my tastes.” He regretted the words immediately when Bo glared, mouth opening for what would undoubtedly be a tirade. Remembering how wonderful that toned runners body felt against his, and wanting to feel it again, Lucky decided to let Bo win this battle.

“Give me a minute or two. I aint shit until I have my coffee.” The Dimple made a hesitant appearance, prompting Lucky to add, “And dont you dare say I aint shit after, either.”

The Dimple settled in to stay. “Wasnt gonna.”

Lucky sniffed the air hopefully. “Did you cook breakfast?”

“I was waiting until you woke up. French toast isnt good cold, although I did cut up some oranges if you want something right away. Damn but I love those trees in the backyard.”

Bos eagerness to please reminded Lucky of Charlotte, before shed tried to please the wrong guy and wound up so confused she hardly knew her own name.

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