Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
11
JAMIE
I knew I wasn’t in my usual space from the moment I woke up, even before I’d opened my eyes. First of all, I was completely naked, when I usually at least threw on a pair of shorts to sleep. The bed was also the most comfortable thing I’d ever slept on—like a cloud had somehow been plucked from the sky and brought down into a hotel room.
Then it all came back to me at once. My eyes shot open and I turned over in bed to see Landry, looking every bit like a male model off-duty as he snoozed away peacefully in the morning light, one muscled arm up above his head.
God.
Good holy Lord.
He was so beautiful. So handsome. So much to take in.
How on Earth had I been with this man last night? How could this man have wanted me, too? It was like nothing I could have dreamed, yet it had been my reality.
His golden skin. His scent. And fuck, the incredible way he’d known exactly how to touch me last night.
You’re not falling for him, I reminded myself.
This is a one-time, wedding vacation fling. So get used to it.
Fake boyfriend, remember?
I breathed in deep, trying and failing to shake off the magical feeling from last night.
I glanced at the clock on the side table behind him and did a double-take.
Suddenly, I wasn’t thinking about last night at all, as panic surged through my veins.
“Shit. Shit. How is it already ten fifteen?”
Landry hummed, reaching out to hitch his hands around my waist, tugging me toward him under the crisp white sheets. He mumbled something unintelligible.
“Landry,” I said. “We’re already late for the brunch. I promised I’d help Chase and Mom with the fresh flower delivery, and the wedding starts in just a few hours—”
Landry’s eyes opened just as quickly as mine had. “Wedding. Fuck. Wedding.”
“We slept so damn long.”
Landry reached his arms up above his head, stretching out, the sheets coming down to expose his bare chest.
Inches and inches of bare, perfectly muscled chest.
“Unfair,” I said. “So unfair. Fuck, you are hot. How does someone look that perfect—”
He hummed, giving me a playful glance. “Oh, hush. And speak for yourself.”
I rolled my eyes.
“What?” Landry protested. “You’re adorable.”
“And now you’re making me blush, way too early in the morning.”
“Except it’s not early at all,” he murmured, stretching again, “because apparently I sleep like a rock when you’re around.”
“So you finally slept well?” I asked.
His eyes looked serene. “Better than ever. Thank you, Jamie. Better than any medicine could do. It’s like I’m in a whole new world.”
“Now you’re making me want to sing that song,” I said. “A whole new world…”
“Sorry,” he said with a shrug. “That’s one thing you should know about me. Cost of doing business with Landry Lucock: you’ll probably get a lot of songs stuck in your head.”
“Okay, okay, I’m getting up,” I said. “I’ve got to go back down to my room and get the right clothes on, and then head to the lobby to ask about the florist. I can’t believe it’s already the wedding day. The wedding day. I’m so damn excited.”
I saw Landry’s expression change as he got out of bed. “It’ll be a beautiful ceremony.”
I bit the inside of my cheek. “Hey. If you start, you know, feeling like shit during the wedding or the reception, just come find me, if we get separated. Okay? I’ll be right there. I want you to be able to have a good time at the wedding.”
“You’re too sweet for this world,” he said, giving me a warm look. “Now go do what you need to do. I’ll be just fine.”
As I grabbed all of my stuff in my arm and bolted out the hallway, I heard Landry singing “A Whole New World” to himself.
God, I could get used to this, I thought as I made my way toward the front door.
Waking up next to him, seeing him all disheveled from sleep, and finding out that he sings songs when he’s happy in the morning. I’d half expected him to freak out and go cold on me, knowing that he usually pushed away intimacy.
But he hadn’t turned away from being close with me at all. He’d wanted it. If mornings like today could actually be a part of my life…
It was a useless thought, knowing who Landry was, but as far as mornings went, it was a pretty good one, even with the late wake-up.
I pushed open the front door and a split second later, the door directly across from Landry’s opened into the hallway.
And I found myself staring right into my brother’s eyes.
Shit. So much for getting out of Landry’s room without seeing anyone.
“Chase,” I said, my eyes flying wide. “Good morning!”
“Jamie,” he said before narrowing his eyes. “Wait, Jamie? Isn’t that Landry’s suite?”