I sprang out of the bed even while my cock sang a protest song. The last thing I’d do was sleep with this gorgeous woman while she was floating on pain medication.
And she didn’t seem to be aware of what she’d just done. “Are you going now, Dawson? I’ll miss you. And I’ll miss that cute butt of yours, too.”
“Sleep now, Amy. It’s time for a nap.” I kissed her on the forehead as Noodles hopped on the bed, taking the spot I wish was reserved for me.
Then I watched until I was certain she was asleep, her breathing slow, the rise and fall of her chest gentle.
Damn, she was a beautiful woman.
Once I was certain she was asleep, I thought about my plan.
Then I texted work and told them I might need some time off. After that, I rummaged around in her purse, feeling awkward the whole time, until I found her house key.
With that in my hand, I headed out the door, locking up as I went. I planned to get a weekend bag of goods from my place… and take a shower, too. I was like clockwork, taking a shower at six a.m. every morning, and I didn’t like the feel of grub on me right now.
Then I’d be back to take care of Amy again.
I just hoped she wouldn’t wake up while I was gone.
Chapter 9
Amy
I groaned awake, every inch of my body aching, with a dull headache thumping in my head.
Slowly, it all filtered back in.
The sexy mountain man.
The bad bull ride.
A hospital visit.
“Oh, I feel like shit.” I groaned.
My cat purred and inched closer to me.
“Tell me. Did I dream that hot mountain hunk, or does he really exist?” I asked Noodles, rubbing his soft belly while I tried to open my eyes.
I finally managed to flutter them open, staring at the ceiling with a satisfied smile on my face.
I might feel terrible right now. But none of that mattered.
The only thing that mattered wasDawson. I couldn’t stop thinking about the man.
He’d been so gentle, taking care of me all night long, then bringing me home, and feeding my cat. A woman could get spoiled with a man like that around.
And he just happened to be the hottest thing I’d ever seen before in my life. That was just a side-bonus.
But then reality started to filter back in.
He’d only gone with me to the hospital because he felt guilty for daring me to ride the mechanical bull.
And he wassoogood looking. He was a full ten, and I was a six and a half on the best of days.
Men like that? Well, there must be areasonhe was single right now. Otherwise, fifty other women would have snatched him up already.
I glanced around the room while I tried to muster the stamina to sit up. I felt like I’d been hit by a truck, and my broken arm was aching.
