Wild Card by Tara Wyatt

Author:Tara Wyatt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tara Wyatt

Marlowe slowly opened her eyes, blinking once, twice as she took in her surroundings, trying to remember where she was. Soft morning light filtered in through Hunter’s bedroom windows, his body warm and solid behind hers, his hand splayed across her hip and his breathing deep and even. She blinked rapidly, remembering the night before and why she was in Hunter’s bed. Naked. With his hand—his strong, warm hand—on her bare skin.

Panic surged through her, chasing away the last of her sleepiness. She was afraid she liked all of this too much, but knew it couldn’t possibly be real—not with someone like Hunter. But there was something else there too, along with the panic. Something small and uncertain but hopeful that she wanted to hang onto. For a moment, she let herself pretend that she was going to stay in bed here with him, the sheets twisted around them. She let herself fantasize that this was what every morning could be like, waking up with Hunter’s body next to hers. She let herself imagine that she’d stay in bed here with him, that they’d wake up together with slow kisses and touches and head upstairs for breakfast after an orgasm or two.

Pretty fantasies. So tempting and alluring, but make believe all the same. He’d been so incredibly sweet with her last night, and she was grateful, but one night didn’t change who he was. It didn’t change that he was a drinker and a gambler. He had a wild streak a mile wide.

As carefully as possible, not wanting to wake him and face the inevitable conversation he’d want to have, she removed his hand from her hip and slipped out of bed, quickly shimmying back into her panties and T-shirt and then scurrying up the stairs to the safety of the kitchen, doing her best to leave everything that had happened last night behind.

As she fumbled with the coffee maker, it occurred to her that she was always running from Hunter and yet here she was, married to him, waking up in his bed. It didn’t seem to matter how much distance she tried to shove between them, he always managed to close that gap, seemingly without even trying. He kept reeling her back in, no matter how hard she struggled.

Maybe that meant something. After all, she knew that despite his flaws, Hunter wasn’t Dirk.

She wrapped her arms around herself, shivering as she remembered the nightmare. It had been so real, so vivid—basically a memory re-lived. As the Keurig sputtered and a stream of coffee began pouring into her mug, she wondered if running to Hunter, seeking comfort in him because of Dirk was healthy. Trading one man for another when she should’ve been staying away from men altogether. A tiny voice somewhere deep inside her questioned if Dirk had been right—that she was an idiot who never learned.

“No,” she said out loud. “Dirk was wrong. Everything Dirk said and did was wrong.” She repeated it like a mantra, feeling desperately for the truth of the words, trying to dig it out and cling to it.

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