Today I get to have an excerpt for a book coming out. I hope you like your sneak peak into the book! (The excerpt would have an adult rating!)
***************Morning came way too fast. With groggy eyes and a pounding headache, I stepped out of bed. The alarm clock screamed from my dresser. It felt like I hadn’t gotten any sleep.
As I stumbled over to put the alarm clock out of its misery, I tripped over something hard. “Ow! Son of a bitch!” I hopped up and down on one foot and cradled my toes in my hand to ease the pain.
“You have a filthy mouth in the morning.” My useless hopping stopped, and I looked down at where the voice came from. Dorian was lying on his side, clad in nothing more than black boxer briefs. The pain in my toe forgotten, my mouth fell open and my eyes shot wide. Every square inch of Dorian’s body was chiseled. Even his legs were toned, like he spent hours doing squats just for the hell of it.
“What are you doing on my floor? And why are you naked?” I pulled my eyes away from his bare skin and focused on the antique, woven rug beneath my feet. Come to think of it, I didn’t remember falling asleep last night. The last clear image I had of the previous night, I was sitting on the floor with Dorian summoning ghosts. How did I get in my bed?
“I didn’t think you’d appreciate it if I climbed in bed with you. Was I mistaken?” He lifted himself off the floor so all six feet two inches was standing a couple feet from me.
“No, you were right. I would’ve kicked your ass if you’d gotten into my bed.” My eyes traced the patterns on the rug, but when Dorian laughed, I looked up. He bent down and grabbed for his jeans, giving me a full view of his backside. The alarm clock still demanded attention, so with my growing frustration, I stomped towards it and slammed my hand down to shut it off.
“Why are you naked?” My voice sounded panicked. Taking a couple deep breaths calmed me minimally. “And how did I get into bed?”
The amusement on Dorian’s face was annoying as hell. “It’s uncomfortable to sleep in jeans, and I put you in your bed. I didn’t take you for a shy girl.” His eyes raked over me, his gaze too personal for my liking.
“I’m not shy, but that doesn’t mean you should be sleeping in my bedroom, naked no less. I have a boyfriend, one who I love very much! So if you thought you’d get me all hot and bothered by seeing your sexy body, then you were wrong!”
“You think my body is sexy, huh?”
Damn, had I said that? “No, I don’t.”
Dorian snorted at my lame attempt to cover my ass. “You’re boyfriend, the vampire? The one you told Holly you weren’t seeing anymore?”
“It’s none of your business.”
Three rapid knocks pounded on my door. “Gwen? Are you awake? We have training and should’ve been there like five minutes ago.”
Three things happened at once. One, I realized it was Fiona on the other side of my door. Two, the handle was turning and at any moment she’d open my door. And three, the one that freaked me out the most, Fiona would see Dorian dressed in his jeans and come to the conclusion we’d slept together. I’d be interrogated about it for days, maybe months.
My tongue stumbled over words. I tried to tell her to stop, but before I got the first stammer out, she stepped into my bedroom. Her eyebrows arched in surprise at the scene and a knowing smirk lifted the side of her mouth. My hand went to my forehead, my headache growing more intense.
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