Hackles and a Honeymoon (Cursed by Kosmos) by Poppy Rhys

Author:Poppy Rhys [Rhys, Poppy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-03-25T16:00:00+00:00

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BIRDIE

Now I understood the true depth of why Omen had his surly moments the past few days. That couch was not meant to be slept on.

In this case, looks weren't just deceiving—they were downright false advertisement.

I glared at the couch in question, the optics not computing with reality. And that reality was, the appearance of this couch promised a luxurious experience that in no way delivered. Sitting on it wasn't so bad, but laying on it? Through a whole damn night?

Oh my god, it was the worst.

As I rubbed my neck, a pained groan simmered at the back of my throat. It hadn't gotten better throughout the day, it only intensified with every passing hour. I ached like I'd been trampled by a herd of antelopes.

The suite door opened and shut.

"Birdie?" Omen called. The newly sprung leprechaun in my belly did a little flip when he said my name.

"In here," I replied, watching as he strode in from the foyer after dropping his bag.

I tried not to stare. He seemed happier today, more alive and at full power. The spring in his step brimmed with an energy that I wished he could share because I could use a jolt of it.

Unfortunately I had eyes and they were betrayers of the highest order because they slipped down his body, drinking in every detail.

The tight stretch of his black shirt over his broad, muscled shoulders. The way his short sleeves fit snugly around his shapely biceps. The dips and valleys of every chord of strength beneath his sleek, short fur.

My fingertips prickled with an itch that couldn't be scratched—touching Omen. Tracing my hands over the hard body I stared at now...

Stop it!

I blinked hard and shook the tempting, wayward thoughts from my head.

I would not be doing any of that.

Except you will.

Outside this suite I had to act like we were so in love. Love that I didn't believe was real. But Lust? Lust was real. I could play the lustful partner.

His expression shifted to confusion when he saw I was still in my pajamas. "Did you forget about dinner with Lykree?"

"No, I'm just moving slower today. I'll be ready in thirty minutes."

He moved closer and I had to consciously stop myself from taking a step back. He'd been right about one thing last night. I needed the practice of being closer to him so when we were out there, among the public and the press, people bought what we were trying to sell.

"What's wrong?" He looked between me and the dreaded piece of furniture I was standing in front of. "Ahh... it's the couch isn't it?"

"It's the couch," I muttered.

He gestured to my massaging hand. "Is that why you're rubbing your neck?"

"It's just a crick. It'll work itself out."

"Or," he moved behind me and brushed my hand away, "I could try—"

"No, it's o… okay..."

My words trailed off when Omen placed his warm, callused hand on my neck, the other on my shoulder to keep me in place.

He gently dug his thumb

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