Murphy's Law by Lori Foster

Author:Lori Foster
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2006-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

Ashley woke early the next morning, cocooned in Quinton’s warmth. Before she even had her eyes opened, she smiled. Who knew sleeping with a bed hog could be so pleasant? Thank God his bed was specially made, even bigger than a king.

It seemed no matter where she’d curled up, Quinton had found her through the night. He tended to sprawl, and whenever he “bumped” her, he snuggled her in tight. At one point she’d actually been sleeping atop him, her head under his chin, their heartbeats aligned, and his hands over her bottom holding her secure.

She lifted her head enough to see the clock. Five-thirty A.M. Time for her to drag her lazy butt out of the bed. She had studying to do before class on Monday, and she had to work tonight. Lethargy pulled at her, but she forced herself to slip out from under Quinton’s heavy arm. He barely stirred.

Naked beside the bed, she stared down at him. Despite what she’d told him—and herself—she knew she was falling hard. Just looking at him made her heart ache for things she knew she couldn’t have.

Just sex, she reminded herself, and really, that should be enough. He’d made love to her three times, and each time had been better than the time before, when it had started off pretty mind-blowing. The last time, she’d actually screamed with the sharp pleasure of it. She’d cried afterward, too, though she didn’t think Quinton had noticed. She hoped not. He knew too much about her already.

The muscles in her thighs ached, her breasts were sore, and deep inside her, between her legs, she burned.

But if he woke up right now and reached for her, she knew she’d willingly climb back into the bed.

Dangerous. To her goals, her peace of mind, and her heart.

Silently, she turned her back on the bed and searched for something to wear. If she rooted through his closets, she might wake him, and she didn’t want to do that. Not only did she not want to disturb him, but she wasn’t ready to face him yet. She needed some time to get her defenses back into place. After the excess of the long night, she felt stripped emotionally, vulnerable, and more than a little scared.

She spied her gown on the floor, but no way could she put it back on. Lying in a bunched-up ball had wrinkled it beyond decency. Besides, she’d need to put the awful bra back on to wear it, and she refused to do that.

His dress shirt, however, looked none the worse for their adventure, so she slipped it on. The sleeves hung past the middle of her thighs, and the hem reached her knees.

She pulled the collar together and inhaled his scent, all man and hot sensuality. Her stomach went taut in delight, and that insidious twinge of need came to life again.

Buttoning the shirt as she walked, she left the room to search out coffee. Quinton hadn’t shown her much of his house yet.

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