Price of a Kiss by Linda Kage

Author:Linda Kage
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

I didn’t get to bed until nearly two in the morning. After stealing a few more shots of gin, Mason passed out midway through the second movie, and since I was dead on my feet, I turned everything off. I removed his shoes, pulled his feet onto the sofa, and found an extra blanket to drape over him. Then I turned off the lights and stumbled to my bedroom.

I won’t lie. I watched him sleep for a good ten minutes before getting off the couch. But he looked so peaceful and loveable all cozied up with his head tucked down by his shoulder. Tempted to brush away the dark piece of hair that had fallen over his eye, I finally forced myself to retreat.

I cleaned up and changed into my sleepwear before crawling under my sheets, completely exhausted, and yet hyper aware of his presence still in my apartment.

Glad another person was close so soon after learning about Jeremy, I was able to drop off pretty easily. Sleep had just overtaken me when I was jerked awake by someone lifting my blankets and crawling into bed with me.

I bolted upright. “What do you think you’re doing?”

My indignant squawk only made Mason grumble. “The couch is too short. I can’t sleep in there.”

I chewed on my bottom lip as he plopped down beside me and didn’t move. There was barely enough light in the room to see his outline. And what a striking outline he made. But really, he couldn’t sleep in my bed with me.

Could he?

No! No, Reese, no. Boot his hot, gigolo ass out. Now!

“Want me to drive you home?” I asked, biting my lip and unable to do such a blasphemous thing as boot Mason Lowe anywhere away from my bed.

But he was already half passed out again. “Mmph?”

“Well, fine.” I huffed and lifted the sheet. “I guess I’ll sleep on the couch then.”

Being that I had such a small room, I’d pushed my bed against the wall, and my side faced the wall. So I had to crawl over him to escape. Or maybe I should say I tried to crawl over him. His arm caught me around the waist and anchored me back to the bed so that I landed on my side facing away from him.

“Don’t leave,” he slurred.

His voice was so full of wounded plea, I fell motionless, undecided.

This was dangerous territory.

Behind me, Mason scooted close, spooning.

Oh, my God, spooning was so romantic and cuddly.

“You feel good.” He rumbled out the words from a husky, sexy, sleep-clogged voice.

When he sighed, that was it. Kaput. Towel officially thrown in. I wasn’t going anywhere.

I let out a relinquishing breath and relaxed against him. In return, he hummed his gratitude.

“Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I tried to keep it platonic. “But sometimes I get night terrors and scream or moan while I thrash around. I might wake you or accidentally give you a black eye.”

The muscles in the arm wrapped around me twitched. “You get night terrors? Like nightmares?”

I closed my eyes.

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