My Guy Problem: An Enemies-to-Lovers Romance (A Love Like That) by R.L. Kenderson

Author:R.L. Kenderson [Kenderson, R.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-29T18:30:00+00:00

Eighteen

Lydia

I slowly sat up in the darkness of Broderick’s bedroom and waited for my body to start protesting my movements.

After my feet were on the floor, I released the breath I’d been holding and relaxed some.

It made sense that with all the screwing the two of us had done last night, I might have a muscle or two objecting. But I was feeling pretty okay.

I looked over at the clock and saw that it was almost five in the morning.

With a defeated sigh, I stood, and that was when my vagina decided to let me know that all my extracurricular activities didn’t sit well with her.

But she was the one who had kept coming at the drop of a hat whenever Broderick touched her. It wasn’t my fault she was so sensitive.

A few seconds passed, and I realized that I was still standing there when what I really needed to do was get back home.

I had to use the bathroom and get some coffee in me before we started training.

I found my shirt and bra on the floor next to a sleeping Broderick.

Part of me wanted to slap him for still being out of it. The stupid guy had kept me up half the night, and soon, he was going to have the audacity to make me run.

I looked down at my vagina, the traitor. We could have been sleeping in this morning.

As I practically limped out of the bedroom, I held in a whimper. More out of tiredness than pain.

I found my pants and underwear in the kitchen and realized I was going to have to put them on before I could walk out into the hall. I tried to get one leg into my underwear and had to stifle a moan. There was the soreness I had been expecting.

I never was one to wish I were a superhero or to have magical powers, but what I wouldn’t give to make a temporary door between our two places, so I could simply walk into my apartment from his.

I didn’t have time for this.

Next to the door was a coat rack, and I picked through the few articles of clothing hanging there.

Perfect.

I slipped on the oversize zip-up hoodie and made sure it was long enough to cover my butt.

I folded my clothes and underwear, grabbed my purse off the floor, and slipped out of the apartment.

When I got into mine—without anyone seeing me, thankfully—I had every intention of making coffee, taking a shower to wash off the sex, and being ready to work out on time.

But as I dropped off my dirty clothes and Broderick’s sweatshirt in the hamper in my bedroom, my bed called my name. My numerous pillows and my big, fluffy comforter were too much to resist.

“Fifteen minutes,” I lectured myself.

A person could get a surprising amount of rest with a fifteen-minute nap. I set my alarm and crawled into bed, naked.

“Ah,” I moaned and pulled my covers up over my head.

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