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I’m definitely in a comfy bed, and it must belong to a hot guy because it smells like laundry detergent, along with some kind of manly mountain spring scent. But what guy? And where?

I manage to peel one of my eyelids open without the help of chemicals or heavy machinery and am bid good morning by the sight of Baby Yoda all up in my grill.

“Ah!” I let out a squeaky yelp before my brain catches up with my eyes. It’s just a stuffie. I gasp a few breaths, willing my heart rate to slow down as last night’s events come screaming back to me.

Scott screwing some gardening tool, me making off with his snowboard, Dolores, drinks, hot guy with the glasses and the bod-oh…

Okay, yeah.

I’m in hot Kyle’s apartment—check that—I’m in hot Kyle’sbed.

As if my foggy realization summoned him, he appears in his doorway, and my lady boner comes roaring back to that spot between my legs; throbbing and pleading with me to pull this sexy nerd into the bed with us.

My beer goggles are gone, but he’s hotter than I remember. His eyewear is still in place, perfectly framing his hazel orbs. His hair is rumpled, and he’s sporting a white T-shirt with a pair of plaid pajama pants. The steaming mug of coffee he’s holding out as he comes closer perfectly completes this fantasy, and I take it gratefully, as if he just handed me the holy grail.

“How are you feeling?” he asks in a sleepy voice that’s as smooth as butter. He lifts his shirt just slightly to scratch at his stomach. God, I gotta get this guy in a dark room with a lightsaber.

I’d be a lot better if you’d show me your gosh-damn abs,I think, perusing the measly scrap of skin he just flashed me.

“I’m actually okay,” I say instead, sitting up and sipping the hot, caffeinated nectar of the gods. “I think the greasy fries and cheeseburger saved my ass.”

He chuckles, sitting on the bed as I set the coffee on the side table.

“Thank you so much for everything.” I sit back on my hands, trying not to lunge at him in all his sexy, rumpled, morning nerd glory. “I’m sorry to put you in that position.”

“It was no problem, really.” He rubs at the back of his neck with an adorably bashful smile.

“Thank you for not violating me.”

“Thank you for not violating my Grogu—uhh—Yoda.”

“Well, he’s just a baby, after all.” I grin.

He laughs at my quip, and the sound makes my hoo-ha tingle.

“I like you,” he confesses after composing himself.

“I like you too.” I smile, nervously biting my lip. I really do like him, but what happened yesterday is eating at me, and I don’t want to start this new whatever it is on the wrong foot. “Listen, you should know something.” I let out a long exhale, searching for the words to explain.

“You dumped your boyfriend after catching him cheating yesterday,” he supplies, his forearms resting on his knees and his brows raised.

While I’m shocked at his knowledge of my personal life, not to mention a little embarrassed, I’m relieved that I didn’t have to tell him. Yet…

“How did you know that very specific detail of my recent history?” I squint a skeptical eye at him, turning my head slightly.

“In the Burger Mack drive-thru last night, you might’ve leaned over me and shouted into the intercom, asking if they had amy douche ex-loser cheated on mespecial.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.” He grins.

“Well, I failed to mention the part where he went klepto on my credit card and treated himself to a brand-new custom snowboard,” I impart.

Kyle gives an amused whistle. “Damn.”

“Yeah, so there’s that, but I still like you,” I admit.

“Same here,” he agrees. “And I’d still like to get to know you.”

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