Drunk Girl's Fantasies Bundle: 3 Short Story Collection (Restless, Reckless & Rowdy) (The Intoxicating Trio) Read Free Page A

turn my head and stare right into his eyes nearly losing myself in the process.  “Have I seen you before?” 
    We stare at each other.  I can tell by the sparkle in his eyes that he knows I’m prevaricating.  My eyes glance off every angle of his chiseled features pretending as if I’m trying to place him.  Like I’d ever forget some guy this smokin g hot?  Hailie and Georgia aren’t idiots.
    “Oh, yeah.”  His blue eyes darken to an almost midnight blue with those words and I know he knows I’m trying to pretend I don’t know who the hell he is.  He’s obviously not a stupid man, which is good.  I’m not for sure why this surprises me.  I’m obviously not a very good liar.
    “I really need to get dressed.”  I feel like I’m asking for permission when I really don’t have to.  I’m free to do whatever I want, but I can’t seem to make my feet work.  I can’t seem to pull my gaze from his desire filled eyes.
    His grin grows even sexier.  “Not on my account, darlin’.”
    I nod.  “Most definitely on your account,” I whisper.
    “Am I making you feel uncomfortable, darlin’?”  He smiles, leaning in real close and my heart begins thumping like crazy again.
    I nod again.  Completely at his mercy and completely turned on.
    He leans into me; his breath hot just beneath my ear.  I shiver as I feel his teeth graze my lobe as he speaks, “I’m your neighbor.”
    I turn my head bringing my mouth approximately less than a half an inch from his and ask, “You are?”
    This time he nods.  “You wave at me when you check your mail or get your newspaper.”
    “I do?”  Sex brownie points I am not making right now.  Sexy neighbor I need an orgasm points have been practically flown out the proverbial window.
    He nods again.  His eyelids lower over his heating eyes, his left hand settles at my waist which just happens to be naked and the heat of his touch is making my belly clench with delicious tingles.
    “Oh.”  I bite my bottom lip.  “Sorry, I’ve been so busy.”  I’m going to kick my own ass when I get home. 
    “I gathered.”  His eyes gleam in the darkness.  He actually sounds more amused than irritated.  “Don’t worry, I’ll help you with your time management skills.”  He leans close.  “Starting tonight.”
    My mouth falls slightly open.  If it was me, I would feel hurt if someone didn’t notice me, or in my case pretends to not know me.  He actually seems amused which floors me.
    He leans down again and speaks for my ears only.  “By the way, love that short pink robe.”
    I suck in a breath.  Heat rises to my cheeks. Scooting around him I mutter, “I’ve got to get dressed.”  I race to the dressing room where I had left my bag and change of clothes. As soon as I enter the room I slam the door shut and lock it.  I don’t care if Hailie and Georgia want to come in.  I’m gonna kill them.  They did this on purpose.  I look up at the ceiling.  I’m gonna kill ‘em.  Kill ‘em dead.  One hundred percent dead.  And then I’m gonna hide their bodies where they’ll never be found. 
    Ripping open the zipper on my bag, I pull out my faded jeans and even more faded pink T-shirt tossing them to the ground along with my matching pink flip flops.  Removing my shoes, I let out a sigh of relief.  Spreading my toes, I lean down to massage my arches for about ten seconds before I hear the knob on the door rattle ominously. 
    “Let me in Ashley.”
    “I’m changing my clothes.”
    “Let me in Ashley.”
    “I don’t even know you.”
    “Let me in Ashley and we’ll get to know each other.”
    I growl.  “What if I don’t want to get to know you?”
    “You do.”
    “You’re arrogant and too good looking for your own good,” I yell through the door.
    “You think I’m good looking?”
    “Really?”  I growl again.  “You’re really standing out there asking me that question?”
    “Uh…yeah.”  He chuckles.  “’Cause I