F-Bomb by Lani Lynn Vale

Author:Lani Lynn Vale [Vale, Lani Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

If you’re happy and you know it overthink it.

-Coffee Cup

Harleigh

I woke up disoriented.

I hadn’t slept this good—or this long—in so long that I wasn’t sure what it felt like at first.

But the longer I laid in the bed, waking up and coming back online, the more I began to understand the feeling.

I was content. I’d woken up and wasn’t sleepy. Any other time that I woke up since the attack, I knew that it was hours too soon. That I still had a good four to five that I needed—yet couldn’t accomplish.

But lying in bed, loving the way it felt to once again no longer be tired, I knew I only had one person to thank.

Rolling over in the bed, my hand went searching for the man in question, only to find it not only empty on the other side but cold as well.

As in, so cold that it had to have been hours and hours since he’d been in it with me.

Sitting up, holding the sheet to my naked body, I looked around the room.

It was lit with mid-morning sun, and my clothes were nicely folded—well, as nice as a man could fold that was—on the end of the bed.

My shoes were next to them, with my socks tucked in neatly.

My lips twitched and I flung the covers off of me, shivering slightly at the chilly air that slapped against my skin.

I looked at the blanket that’d been partially covering me—the same blanket that had started it all last night—and contemplated stealing it.

He’d know it was me, but would he actually go as far as to ask for it back? I doubted it. Something inside of me told me that he was probably overthinking things. Way overthinking them.

Me, on the other hand? I felt great!

Grinning at the thought of his reaction, I stood up and then immediately groaned.

There were muscles that I’d never felt before twinging in protest.

Twinging so badly, in fact, that I limped my way to the bathroom.

It was after I was cleaning myself up that I realized that I was really wet down below.

So wet that there was no doubt of what it was.

His semen.

Inside of me.

I bit my lip and considered my options.

I wasn’t on birth control.

In fact, I’d never even considered birth control. What kind of virgin would need it?

I considered my next move.

While I did that, I cleaned up as best as I could, went for my clothes, and dressed.

Once I was as presentable as I could be considering I was in a man’s house that had no amenities for a woman, I went looking for said man.

Only, I didn’t find him.

He was nowhere to be found, and his house was just as empty as his bedroom.

Thinking that I could go outside and wait for him to come home so we could talk, I went to his hammock with a cup of coffee that I made in his coffeemaker and waited with a good book.

***

Two days later, with my mood much less pleasant, I stomped into my boss’s office.

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