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“Get under the covers.” It comes out harsh. She must be drunk. Her eyes pop open and, with one smile, she takes my heart—fucking takes it back and crawls in next to me.
She murmurs something about us and says my name, then snuggles into my arms.
“Goddamn it.” Turning on my back, I bring her with me. Her dress is scratchy and she rubs her nose in my neck, her breasts burning into my chest as her addictive Dolly smell makes me pull her closer.
Edge and Dolly…
I should push her away. But I should’ve done a lot of things differently in my life. Starting with ignoring her at the club.
Tomorrow, I’ll get rid of her.DOLLY
Eighteen years oldI wake to the most wonderful smell. Cinnamon, maybe some spice, and a bit of smoke fill my senses and I smile and snuggle deeper under the covers. I love this smell and I love who it belongs to. I melt into his warmth. His hard body is next to mine and I’m happy.
3,2,1.
My eyes pop open and I try not to scream and wake him as everything crashes down on me.
“Jesus,” I groan. Easing my way up to sitting, I look around the incredible hotel room. The morning sun spills in through the open balcony doors. Palm trees and the Hollywood Hills greet me.
I glance down at Edge and my heart does a painful thud. No fucking joke, he has the best body I’ve ever seen. I wonder if all he did in jail was work out because he is ripped. His arms are covered in mostly black but also some colorful tattoos, and I want to trace them, explore them all. Some are old, but a lot are new.
I have to pee and maybe puke if the way my head is spinning is any indication. It must be because I drank on an empty stomach and not because I see a Chinese dragon on his hip. How fucking low does the dragon go? I’d have to pull the sheet down, and even though he sleeps like the dead, his dick seems to wake up early since it’s tenting the sheet.
For a second, I let last night trickle into my brain, and I want to either laugh or cry because what the hell?
I would have to have been shit-faced to come here with Edge. Right? I mean he’s my mortal enemy. There is no way. My mind replays everything. The asshole has been out for months and never even tried to see me…
Visions of locating my five-inch heels and throwing one at his damn beautiful face swirl in my mind.
I hate him. My stomach does an excited lurch. See… all of this is because I’m hungover, not because Edge is naked in bed with me.
Naked with a dragon on his hip looking like it might go down to his penis. I want to be arrogant enough to think that dragon is because of me. After all, I’m the one who was into Chinese astrology, not him. But since we were both born the year of the dragon…
“Jesus,” I breathe out. He’s delicious.
He’s danger. And a stranger. Stranger danger. God, I’m losing it.
I throw off the covers and kind of stumble into the exquisite bathroom with its large tub and incredible shower. Sitting on the toilet, I think about my next move.
First, I need to wrap my head around the fact that Edge is out of jail.
Second, his crappy dad died, so now he’s got money.
Third, he’s pretty much a bully and might be insane. He pulled a gun on Dougie. Shit, Doug. He’s not going to be happy about this, not that I blame him. “God, my life.” I flush and almost scream at my appearance in the mirror as I wash my hands.
My eyes look like someone has taken a baseball bat to them, like something you’d see in a cartoon. The smoky makeup I went with yesterday was fantastic. Now, I look scary.
“Shit.” I lower my head and clutch the sink. I’m a mess, all over the place. I should grab my shoes and leave. But since he dragged me away like a caveman, I don’t have my purse. So, I can’t leave. Yeah, keep telling yourself that.
I need a shower and have no clue what time it is. But the old Edge could sleep through an earthquake, so screw it, I’m taking a shower. This is by far the nicest hotel room I’ve ever been in, and I might as well take advantage of it.
I open the glass door and start the rain shower. That’s what it sounds and feels like. I close my eyes and try to let my mind go blank. Instead, I can’t stop thinking about him. He’s exciting, unpredictable, and fucking dangerous. And if I’m being honest, I didn’t come with him because I was drunk; I came because he’s my everything. I have no intention of walking away first. I almost smile because I got a full night’s sleep with not one nightmare.
