All of this goes against everything I was raised to be.
My body responds to him in a way I’ve never experienced.
One thing is for certain…
I can’t deny the spark that’s generating between us.
Because I feel it in my very soul.
Chapter Two
BANG.
BANG.
BANG.
The pounding on my door has me bolting upright. I look over to the other side of the bed, and the god from last night is still sound asleep.
Wasn’t he supposed to leave?
My head’s pounding, and queasy doesn’t cover what my stomach feels like. I don’t remember much about last night, but I remember falling asleep to the sound of Colt humming.
Sliding out of bed, I walk past the couch, reach for the vodka bottle, and stub my toe on my way to the door, hopping in pain with an empty bottle of vodka in my hand. Just looking at that bottle makes me want to hurl.
As I sluggishly open my door, I’m greeted by three guys, all muscles and tattoos that scream,have sex with me. But instead, they’re standing there, gawking at me. They look me up and down a few times and then scrunch their noses like they’ve smelled something sour.
Seriously, I don’t look that bad, do I?
Frowning, I rub my eyes as they push past me and into my suite.
“Hey!” I call out.
“Sladenator, wake the fuck up. I know you’ll fuck anything with a tight pussy, but you must have been off your face last night to shack up with this slag,” the blond guy states loudly.
I’m standing right here, buddy!
My mouth drops open.
But I’m stunned into silence.
The tattooed giant jumps onto the bed, and Colt slowly wakes.
Well, heck!I spilled my guts to this man, someone I don’t know from a bar of soap, and worse than that, I slept in the same bed as him, and he’s the kind of guy Daddy warned me about!
Wow, that’s a new low for me!
“What the hell, guys?” Colt retaliates as they crowd around him. One guy, who looks quite similar to him, starts to slap him across the face in a playful manner.
“Fuck off, bro,” he cusses, and they all laugh.
“Uh-hum…” I clear my throat, and they all turn to look directly at me.
Colt’s eyes meet mine, and he smiles brightly. “Hi,” Colt’s smooth voice teases.
I wrap my arms around myself. “Hi,” I purr.
The guys glance at him, then back at me, eyebrows squished together and frowning.
