Robbing From Mistletoe by Ember Davis

Author:Ember Davis [Davis, Ember]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-14T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

ROBYN

After pulling my sleep shirt back on, since I woke up very naked and very alone in bed, I stumble out of my bedroom. I figure Tucker slipped out of my bed at some point and I’m alone in my apartment. It’s one way to avoid the awkward morning after problem, even if it makes my heart ache.

My eyes are mostly closed as I make my way into the bathroom. I am not a morning person and whenever the morning is involved there should be coffee very close by. I mean, really, coffee is life.

So much happened last night and I’m not sure any of it was real. Did Tucker really show up at my door? Did he figure out who I was and what I did?

Did he really fucking tell me I’m his and will be going to Seattle with him? Not just with him, but to be with him? Was there really talk about me being his old lady?

The lingering scent of him in my space and the slight soreness of my pussy are the only things I can point to which tell me it really did happen. It wasn’t all some sleep deprivation induced delusion. Wouldn’t that just be the kicker here if my fantasies, and there is a lot to fantasize about when it comes to Tucker, became so real I couldn’t tell if they were simply fantasies?

That’s definitely not what I need in my life right now.

I’m only a teeny tiny bit more awake when I make my way out of the bathroom and freeze. Why do I freeze? Because there are four large men in my living room which is hardly size appropriate for the men taking up the space. How is there even any air left in the room with how much they must be sucking down?

“Wh-what is going on?” My eyes travel over the men in my home, but my brain is not processing them very well. It’s not until my eyes lock with Tucker’s that it feels like I can breathe. I hold his gaze as I ask him, “Who are these people and why are they in my living room?”

Tucker closes the distance between us which, considering how small my place is, only takes a few steps. “Temptress,” he growls, “you’re not wearing nearly enough clothes in front of my brothers.”

I grip the hem of my sleep shirt, which does fall past my ass and covers all the important things, and try to tug it down a little farther as I squeak, “Your brothers?”

He kisses my forehead before turning me back toward my bedroom. “Go put some clothes on,” he orders while slapping my ass.

I look over my shoulder at him and glare because the man who is telling me to put clothes on is only wearing his jeans. He looks hot as hell, but it’s kind of rich that he’s telling me to get dressed.

Just as I close the door to my room, I hear one of the other men tease Tucker, “I can see why you’re all twisted up now, Friar.

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