Hidden (A McKenzie Ridge Novel Book 2) by Stephanie St. Klaire

Author:Stephanie St. Klaire [St. Klaire, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-06-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Megan woke to an obnoxious noise, assaulting smells, and unrelenting light. When she found her way from under the blankets, she was able to identify her annoyances as birds, breakfast, and what would typically be beautiful fall sunshine. She was pretty sure the devil himself was tightening the vice on her head while turning up the volume on the rest of the world. “Friggin’ birds!”

Memories of the night before swarmed through her head like a bad movie. Hopeful her memories were exaggerated versions of truth, the way she felt told another story. How humiliating. Flashes of Jessie laughing at her, and petting Morgan sunk in first. The fist pumping with Lou, and declaring her love for each of them paled in comparison to her ultimate humiliation. The most painful of all…those three little words she delivered after a high five to Blake. She told Colton she loved him.

Truth be told, she did indeed love him, but that was not how she wanted to tell him. With an audience that had video evidence. She closed her eyes in shame, scolding herself for being so irresponsible, and then she remembered her dance. Planting her face in her hands, she recalled every detail of her little dance of seduction, which was bordering cheap porn star quality. Then it hit her, her grand finale…epic embarrassment. She threw up all over the man she had just declared her love for. She was winning. Why couldn’t she be one of those drunks who forget everything instead of remembering in high def?

“You don’t like birds?” Colton asked with a puzzled look on his face. “I brought you breakfast, if you’re up to it.”

Startled, she quickly tried to hide her face in shame at the sound of his voice. She smacked her mouth open and closed trying to identify the wretched taste that was foreign until now, and to clear the dry cotton sensation that made her tongue feel glued to the roof of her mouth.

“I usually like birds just fine. They are just louder today than usual. Shouldn’t they have flown south by now? Ugh!”

She couldn’t help but notice how sexy he looked half dressed in gray sweatpants that rested low on his hips. She felt like shit, but she wasn’t dead, nor was her libido that was causing all kinds of tingling in all the right places. Who knew sweatpants were the new sexy? He needed those in every color, she thought.

“Take the Tylenol, you’ll feel better. Think you can handle a bit to eat?” He gave her his 100 watt smile; dimple included, and placed a large lap table between them on the bed.

It appeared that he thought of everything and it was set up as a mini family style buffet. He prepared bacon, a bowl of fresh fruit, scrambled eggs…that would be a hard pass, as well as a couple pastries, and some oatmeal with fixings on the side. She smiled at the last plate, her favorite…toast. He knew her so well, made it just the way she liked it slathered in a heart attack worthy amount of butter and almost burnt.

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