Quinn
Womp. Womp. Womp.
Fuck. I feel like I’ve been run over by a semi truck. I go to roll over, blindly searching for my phone, when I hit something hard with my arm. My eyes fly open and there’s a man-chest in my face adorned with black ink all over. I rake my eyes up and Liam is lightly snoring with his mouth parted.
Womp. Womp. Womp.
I slowly slide out of bed and make my way around to the other side to turn my alarm off. I check the time and I still have about an hour before I need to get up. So I crawl back in bed and cuddle up to Liam, who is unmoving.
Flashbacks of last night hit me all at once. We were drunk but had earth-shattering sex. I mean, it’s been a while since I’ve been with a man, but nothing has ever compared to what Liam made me feel.
It’s definitely a good thing I took the time to shave. He would have explored the jungle if I hadn’t.
My brain is a little foggy, but I remember after we were done, he took his time wiping me with a warm washcloth. Then he made sure I was dressed for bed and played with my hair until I fell asleep.
No man has ever done that for me. It’s always been Wam Bam Thank You Ma’am, then me rushing to the bathroom to pee and clean myself up.
Wait, I don’t remember peeing last night. Fuck . That is not good for my lady parts. I better not get a UTI. I’ll be pissed.
I take a deep breath, then slowly blow it out as I look up at this handsome man in my bed. I slowly rub my thumb across his cheek, light enough not to wake him.
I think about how totally fucked I am because there’s no way I’m going to be able to stay away from this man now. There’s no way I’m giving up mind-blowing sex.
My eyes start to get heavy again and I hope I set my alarm.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
“. It’s your mother. I’m just checking to make sure everything is okay. We had complaints from the guests about a banging noise in the middle of the night,” my mother says through the door.
I spring up in bed and look at the clock. Fuck . I overslept. “I’m okay, Mom. Just drank a little bit too much last night at dinner and I—” Shit . I suck at coming up with lies on the spot. “I fell. I fell multiple times trying to get dressed for bed.” I hear a light chuckle next to me and slap my hand over Liam’s mouth and whisper, “Shut up.” His smile widens under my hand.
“Oh no, honey! You really shouldn’t be drinking that much,” she says through the door.
I roll my eyes. “Yes, Mom, I know. I didn’t plan on it. I’m okay. I’ll be down in about thirty minutes.”
Liam licks my palm and I scrunch my nose up and wipe my palm down the middle of his face. Getting his slobber all over his nose. He loudly laughs.
“Oh my goodness. ! Do you have a man in there with you?” my mother squeals.
“Mom, go away. I’ll be down shortly.” I huff.
“No rush, honey. Take your time.”
I can practically see my mother jumping for joy through the door. She is probably eating this shit up right now because she’s been bugging me about finding a man forever now. She says I’m not getting any younger and she would love to have grandbabies before she dies. If you ask me, she’s being quite dramatic. I still have plenty of time for all of that.
“Welp, big guy, time for you to get dressed and go.” I smack his chest.
“Ow. That’s how you treat someone who gave you the best sex of your life the night before?” He smirks.
I roll my eyes. “On Sundays, I help my parents straighten up the rooms from guests during the week. I’m currently super late. So, you gotta go before my dad flips his shit.”
His smile falls. “Damn, I was hoping you’d let me take you to breakfast.”
I lean over and peck him briefly on the lips, and he hauls me up so I’m straddling him. He threads his fingers through my hair and pulls me in for another kiss.
I break our mouths apart. “As much as I’d love to lie in bed all day with you, I can’t. I promise I’ll make it up to you later.”
He huffs. “All right, but I expect a text later.”
I laugh. “I think I can manage.”