No Limits (Stacked Deck Book 5) by Emilia Finn

Author:Emilia Finn [Finn, Emilia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beelieve Publishing, Pty Ltd
Published: 2020-08-06T16:00:00+00:00

I wake the next morning with a dead leg and barely functioning lungs. Frowning, I slit my crusty eyes open and reject the bright sunlight coming through the floor-to-ceiling window.

I remain utterly still. Move my eyes only as I peek around the messy room and find my jeans still on the floor. My shoes. My bag.

My eyes widen when I find a pile of male clothes on the coffee table; jeans, and a cream shirt with bloody spots. My breath comes faster with panic.

Or at least, it tries to, but my lung capacity seems half of what it should be.

“Relax, Turdsky.” Bry’s deep voice slides into my brain, then his fingers brush over my belly. His heavy arm rests on my ribs.

He’s the reason I can’t breathe. And when I try to lift my leg, I realize he has one of his on top.

“Take a breath,” he warns in a sleepy murmur. “Don’t scream, or I’ll get mad.”

“Why am I… What is…” I ignore his keep still rules, and try to turn in place. “What the actual fuck?”

He lifts his arm, his leg, allows me to spin, then he drops them back down again and traps me. His eyelids are heavy, hooded. Sleepy.

He grins. “Hey, cutie.”

“What the fuck is going on?” I taste my breath, and clap a hand over my mouth when I realize how close we are. “Oh my god! What did… did we…” My heart threatens to explode from my chest. “Oh my god!”

“Relax,” he chuckles. “We didn’t fuck, I didn’t even see your ink – for more than twenty-five or so creeper minutes – and your breath doesn’t smell… bad.” He grins when I squeak. “Seriously, relax. You’re unsullied. We didn’t fuck. We fell asleep watching a movie.”

“The last I checked, you were dressed!”

“Well, you fell asleep during the movie. I couldn’t take you to my bed, and I didn’t wanna leave you down here alone, so I took liberties and got comfortable.”

“Oh god!” I shove back from him and peek under the blanket that covers us. The blanket that absolutely wasn’t here when I fell asleep.

I look at my stomach, at my bare legs. I can’t not notice his bare stomach, his ridged abdominal muscles, but my brain is focused on the search for a lipsticked name.

“Where did you…” I try to look at my back. “What did you write?”

He chuckles and pulls me back in until our chests touch, and my breath comes to a dead standstill. “I wrote nothing, I swear. You’re innocent. Well…” He grunts his displeasure. “You didn’t do anything sexual, but you should know, if you were my girl, platonic sleeping with another man is on the no-go list. That shit wouldn’t fly with me.”

“Good thing you’re not my man, then, huh?” I push away from him a second time, and drag my legs from beneath his.

Sitting on the edge of the couch, I drop my feet to the floor and steal the blanket to wrap it around my shoulders. My shirt is still on, but my sweatpants are not.

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