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Just like the most potent drug, he was instantly addictive, poisoning my mind and infecting my heart.
Which leaves my brain grappling with one frantic question…Now what?
Chapter18
Quinn
The sharp chirp of a cell phone yanks me from a sound sleep. I have no clue what time it is or when I drifted off after our crazy wedding night sexcapade.
And was it ever crazy.
I thought when we passed out the first time, we’d be done. At least until morning.
But my cock was far from it, and having Val’s naked body plastered against mine kept him working hard until dawn.
“Make it stop.” I flip onto my stomach and bury my head under my pillow.
Val finally grabs the phone. A croaky “hello” comes out of her mouth.
A few seconds pass, and then she jumps up like someone shoved a fire poker straight up her ass.
I move the corner of the pillow to peer at her darting around the room for clothes.
Oh yeah, she’s awake now.
She flips a wall switch, and the room is drenched in light. Her voice gets loud, shrill even, and I don’t even need to ask who’s on the other end of the line. I press my fingertips to my temples, cringing like I have the worst hangover in the world. But I can’t tear my eyes away from her sinful curves by diving back under the pillow.
I’d suffer through the worst pain if it meant I could keep my eyes glued to her perfect tits and gorgeous ass. And I’d endure a hell of a lot worse if I could fuck them both anytime I wanted.
“I’ll come right to your office.” She pauses, a t-shirt halfway over her head. “Wait, what do you mean, you’re coming here?”
She’s silent for a few seconds, and then she twists around to look at me. With a big show of waving her hands around, she signals me to get out of bed.
With a deep sigh, I sit up and fling the covers away from me before dragging myself off the mattress.
“Well, when will you be here?” Her eyes widen with alarm. “Can you just—”
Her hand drops from her ear and she turns a panicked look at me. “They’re comingnow.”
I scrub a hand down the front of my face and survey the suite. It’s definitely in critical condition. The place looks like the villa in the movieThe Hangover…afterthe big night.
Well, sans the stolen tiger. Shit got pretty crazy but I know we never left the suite once we got started. Everything came to us. Food, champagne, candles, a silk scarf. I grin and pick it up, pulling the smooth fabric between my fingers. Val yanks it out of my hands and crumples it into a ball.
“You don’t have time to reminisce,” she snaps before tearing around the room like a funnel cloud. “We’re so screwed right now.”
With a shake of my head, my eyes sweep over the broken lamp, papers strewn on the floor, empty bottles littering tables and the floor, half-eaten plates of appetizers, wedding dress and tuxedo in pieces all over the place.
“Hate to break it to ya, but there’s no way we’re gonna get this place in half-decent condition before Alek gets here.”
She laser-beams me with a glare. “We’re sure as hell going to give it a shot. Why don’t you start by getting dressed? They don’t need to see… allthat.” She motions at my damn impressive morning wood, trying like hell to keep her eyes away from it. She fails miserably, and I don’t bother to bite back my smirk.
“Jeez, last night I had wild child Val. Now I have Little Miss Priss with the pole up her ass again.” I rake a hand through my hair. “When do I get my little sex goddess back? Does she only come out at night? I can wait.”
An exasperated sound comes out of Val’s mouth as she sails past me with an armful of plates. “Are you always this useless?”
“Only in the morning.”
She storms back to the bedroom and a drawer opens and closes. She comes back with a t-shirt and shorts and hurls them at me like she’s throwing a spiral into the end zone at the Super Bowl.
