My Ex, the Pumpkin King: A Second Chance Halloween Romance (Holiday Hotties Book 4) by K Leigh

Author:K Leigh [Leigh, K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-27T16:00:00+00:00

NINE

When I wake up, I know I’m in a strange spot before I’ve even opened my eyes. This doesn’t feel like my bed—I don’t have my weighted blanket, and I’m still wearing my jeans. How in the hell did I sleep in jeans? It must be the end of the world. Immediately, I want to jump up and strip them off, but when I open my eyes, I’m face-to-face with a pair of knees. A nice pair of knees, sure, but after my vision focuses a bit and the sleep clears out, I take a closer look and find out they belong to Jack, so there is absolutely no way I’m jumping up to strip off my clothes. I sit up slowly, my head pounding a little but not nearly as bad as last time I went out drinking. And we won’t relive that night, that’s for sure.

Jack is fast asleep, his head thrown back and his arms folded across his chest. I have no idea how he’s still sleeping, much less how he fell asleep in this position at all. I turn my body a bit, glancing around the expensive-looking room. The previous night slowly comes flooding back, and holy fuck, I’m in Jack Anderson’s house. I slept on his couch last night. Well, it could be worse—I could have ended up in his bed. So this is definitely the best-case scenario.

“Who wants breakfast?” A cheery voice pierces through the room, and I wince before looking over to see Gwen dressed to the nines, a spatula in her hand.

“Oh, oops. I thought he was awake too. I heard moving.” An alarm sounds from her wrist, piercing my eardrums. She glances at her watch, then shakes her head fervently. “Nope, I’m not going to do any more shit. I’ve made my son breakfast.” She smacks her hand with the spatula, startling me again, and Jack jumps awake, his eyes barely cracking open.

“Did I miss the bus?” he manages to say around a large yawn, rubbing his face.

“That’s how I always used to wake him for school,” Gwen says to me before addressing her son. “I made breakfast, Jack. You all need to eat before it gets cold.” She disappears through the door that I now assume is the kitchen, leaving me with a curious Jack.

“What did you do to my mother last night?”

“What do you mean? We just had fun.”

“She’s never made me breakfast.” His voice cracks, and without thinking, I reach out and touch his hand. But he doesn’t jerk away—he folds his over mine.

I stand up, pulling him to his feet, and lead him to the kitchen. He stops suddenly but hangs onto my hand, pulling me back toward him. I nearly collide into his chest but catch myself right before.

“How did you do it?”

“Do what?”

“Stop being so… nervous all the time?” He clears his throat. “You were always worried when we were younger. And I’ve noticed that now it’s like you can tackle anything. You’re never scared.”

He’s right.

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