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She Drove Away With My HEart Chapter 19
Surprise! I had a quick burst of energy amid my currently crazy life and I put this together. I didn’t want to make you all wait ages for me to get re-inspired, so this is short but uber fluffy. Enjoy! Read and review please!
Chapter 19
The Next Day
Our ”adventure” last night took us way into the morning, so it was a good thing we had nothing to do today. I was beginning to rethink having Bo call the maid service for brunch. I was starving and a little hungover, so cooking was the last thing I wanted to do. Then I realized we were at the hotel and room service was absolutely what the doctor ordered.
One eye cracked open to peek at the clock. One in the afternoon? Ugh! I groaned and tried to roll out of bed, but something caught my wrist. Looking back over my shoulder, my eyes traveled down my arm to blue material tied securely around my wrist. I followed the trail of sky blue across the steely gray sheets until it disappeared under Bo’s body. We’d consumed a good bit of alcohol when we returned to our room, but if I recalled correctly, the other end of the silk scarf was tied to the bed frame. Seemed she was better at tying knots than I thought. A smile took over my face. A huge one. We went all out on the Bear Grylls themed sex-a-thon and it was amazing. Was it normal to have this much sex? Pfft. I wasn’t about to complain, because I always wanted all of the woman lying beside me. I wanted all of her all day, every day. I’d never been able to say that before and maybe it was a tad obsessive or something, but I could tell in the way she looked and touched me, that the feeling was mutual. So there…we could be committed together if we were crazy.
With no way to escape without undoing the knot, my semi-conscious self rolled over and started to pick at the knot. Frustration didn’t take long when you were starving, hung over and had to pee. Bo stirred and turned her head to me. She grumbled and peeked out one eye, a small smile forming at the sight of me pouting and holding my wrist up like a wounded animal.


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