Welcome to Pembrooke: The Complete Pembrooke Series by Jessica Prince

Author:Jessica Prince [Prince, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

21

Ethan

The nagging throb in my head only grew worse as the sun lit behind my eyelids, pushing away the last dregs of sleep.

Three things hit me all at once. First was that I wasn’t on the sleeper sofa in my sister’s living room. Second was that, despite the headache, I felt like I’d had one of the best night’s sleeps in my entire life. And third, I was surrounded by Eliza’s scent, a scent so strong the only thing that could cut through it was the aroma of bacon drifting into the room.

Pushing up to sitting, I took in my surroundings as images of the night before came back to me in full force. It was a curse and a boon, the fact that no matter how drunk I got, I was still able to remember what had happened the night before, and in the case of last night, there were good and bad things about remembering it all. The bad was that I’d once again pissed Eliza off. The good was I remembered how it felt when her warm, lush body was in my arms before I finally succumbed to sleep.

That particular memory was one I was going to enjoy the minute I got myself into a shower. If I didn’t, there was no telling how long the hard-on behind my fly would plague me.

“Well, good morning, sleepy head.” My head shot around to look over the back of the couch. Lilly stood in the open-concept kitchen, tongs in hand as she manned a skillet full of bacon. “I was wondering how long you’d stay passed out on our couch. Got worried for a second when you didn’t move when I kicked you. Had to hold a mirror under your nose just to make sure you were breathing.”

I felt relatively confident, by the smile on her face, that she hadn’t really kicked me. But I couldn’t be positive.

“What time is it?” I asked, reaching into my pocket for my cell. When I came up empty, Lilly spoke again and pointed the tongs in my direction.

“It’s on the coffee table. Don’t worry. I didn’t feel you up when I pulled it out of your pocket. But that damn thing has been ringing off the hook since seven this morning. It was either put it on silent or tap dance on it.”

I grabbed it off the table and hit the button at the bottom to turn it on. Sure enough, my phone was on vibrate and there were a ton of missed calls and text messages. All from Harlow worrying about where I was.

“Shit.” I fell back on the couch and rubbed my face with my free hand. I shot Harlow a quick text to tell her I was alive and that I’d slept on Eliza’s couch the night before. Then it hit me. “Where’s Eliza?” I asked as I looked around the room, a sudden sense of dread twisting my stomach into knots at the fact I went to sleep with her and woke up alone.

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