Obsessed (Hostile Takeover #1) Read Free Page A

definitely going to pay for it today.
    Head swimming, I staggered into the bathroom and tried to shower myself back to life. It didn’t work. I felt like crap. But after brushing my teeth thoroughly and gargling with mouthwash, at least I ditched that awful morning-after taste.
    Wrapped in a towel the size of a sheet and as soft as a cloud, I shuffled out of the bathroom and discovered there was a tray sitting on my bed.
    Water. Aspirin. Toast. And, bless him, coffee.
    Maybe having a big brother wasn’t such a bad thing.
    I downed the water and aspirin and nibbled on toast, washing it down with coffee. The coffee perked me up a bit. The aspirin knocked out the throbbing in my skull. And before long I was feeling human again and ready to get dressed. I pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt before going in search of the angel named Kent, who had saved my life this morning.
    As I barefooted through his house, memories of last night flooded my brain. I remembered getting home. I remembered him telling me this mansion was his, not his father’s. I remembered him kissing my nose and my wishing it hadn’t been my nose. But in between there were some blank spots.
    I hoped that was all that had happened. I hoped I hadn’t made a total ass of myself.
    I found him in the kitchen, a gray pair of sweatpants hanging from his hips and a tank showing off arms that made me salivate. He was loading the dishwasher, water running in the sink and drowning out the sound of my footsteps.
    “Thank you,” I said loud enough for him to hear.
    He looked over one drool-worthy muscular shoulder and smiled. “Good morning. I didn’t expect to see you for a few hours…at least.”
    I felt my face warming. Oh God, had I totally made an ass of myself? “Yeah, last night was...quite the night. I think I might have overdone it. A little.”
    He chuckled. “You think?”
    “Okay, I know, I know. I definitely had too much to drink last night. Anyway, thanks for the aspirin and coffee. They were a heaven-send.”
    “No problem.” Having finished loading the dishwasher, he turned, facing me fully. His gaze meandered up and down my body, making me a little self-conscious. “I talked to my father. There’s an envelope with your name on it in the entry. The money is for you. Do whatever you wish with it.”
    “Thanks.” My phone buzzed and, remembering Ransom’s promise yesterday, I slid it from my pocket. “I hope it’s okay…I invited a friend over, to stay for a few days. Since I’m so far from home.”
    He shrugged. “Sure.”
    “I wouldn’t expect you to entertain me for two whole weeks,” I said while poking at my phone. I glanced up, catching the flirty half-smile stretching across his perfect mouth.
    Ransom could wait.
    “Take my word for it,” he said, “you wouldn’t want me to ‘entertain’ you either.”
    “Why would you say that?” I asked, extremely curious. The devil-made-me-do-it expression on his face had my full attention now. To hell with everything. I had to know more.
    “Let’s just say my idea of entertainment is very different from yours and leave it at that. Fair enough?” he asked, his playful gleam totally making me melt.
    Was he really going to drop it? Just like that? “Fair enough.”
    “That said, if you need anything, just let me know. I’ll be in and out this weekend. And on weekdays, I don’t get home until very late. So it’s better that you have someone stay here to keep you company.”
    “Thanks. Will do.” I watched him walk away.
    Wow, did he have a nice butt. And great hair, so dark and silky, and amazing shoulders. And he was thoughtful, too.
    Once he was out of sight, I checked my phone.
    Yep, it was Ransom.
    Caught a bad stomach flu. Can’t come out today.
    Well, crap. That sucked!
    Sorry, hon. Get better soon. I have money. I guess I’ll go shopping alone. Text me if you feel better.
    It was Saturday. And it looked like I would be spending it alone.
    I grabbed the envelope and