Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 139789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 139789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
"You were shouting in your sleep and moving around a lot," he yawned.
I felt myself turned red.
"I thought you were awake because you were saying my name and- Why is your face so red?" he asked, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
I felt myself heat up even more as I jumped from the bed. "No reason, it's just hot in here," I lied.
He looked at me for a moment then looked to my shaking legs before he looked up at my face. I looked down myself as well and nearly died when I saw my inner thighs were wet and it was easily visible.
"It's sweat!" I blurted.
Alec looked at me for a few more seconds before a smile stretched across his face. It was the smuggest smile I have ever seen on someone's face.
"Stop fuckin' smilin'. It's sweat, that's all!" I bellowed.
Alec's teeth where showing now because he was smiling that wide. "You dreamt about me, didn't you? You were shouting my name, it woke me up. You were gasping and-"
"Shut up!" I screamed and ran into the bathroom hearing him laugh behind me.
I wanted to die, I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole.
"Did I come as well or did you finish before me?" he asked through a belly rumbling laugh.
I picked up a towel and screamed into it.
I was so utterly mortified that I felt like crying.
What the fuck was wrong with me? Why did I dream about Alec like that, why? I knew I fancied him but dammit, I hated the bastard. Now that he knew I dreamt of him, the fucker would be smug about it for the rest of this trip and possibly the rest of his life.
I sat down on the floor and buried my face in my hands trying to think of something else, anything else.
"I'll call room service and tell them to send someone up later to change the sheets!" Alec shouted from somewhere in the hotel room.
I screamed into the towel again and he burst into laughter.
"I'm so happy," he announced in a sing-song voice.
I wasn't - I was far fucking from it.
I closed my eyes and sighed when I heard my phone ring from somewhere in the room. I didn't want to deal with Aideen, but I had to know if Storm was okay so I sat up from the bed, listened for my phone then followed the noise to the wardrobe.
"Is Storm okay?" I asked as soon as I answered the phone.
"This is Storm. Aideen is dead because I ate her."
I felt myself smile.
"I'm sure she deserved it."
"Cow," Aideen muttered then asked, "how did you know it was me?"
I sighed. "Because you're the only person who ever rings me."
"Babe, that is pretty pathetic."
I snorted. "Tell me about it."
Aideen chuckled. "So, how is the Bahamas? I hope it's pissin' down rain because it is here."
I turned my head to the right and looked through the open windows and out to the stunning view of the blue ocean and an even bluer sky.
"Hope again, it doesn't look like rain is on the cards here, just heat and sunshine."
"I hate you."
"Don't be jealous."
Aideen huffed. "Jealous of you in paradise with prince charmin'? Why would I be jealous of that?"
I groaned at the mention of him and felt my cheeks heat up as I remembered how he laughed at me.
No, no fucking way.
We were not discussing the fucker. I didn't want to think about him.
"Can this conversation remain Alec Slater free, please? Tell me about me baby, does he miss me?"
"I don't know, I'll ask Storm later if he feels like talkin' to me."
I snickered. "Smartarse."
"We know I'm a smartarse, let's bypass that already known information and tell me why we can't talk about Alec sexy-as-fuck Slater?"
She was no help, no help at all.
"Aideen," I whined.
"Don't Aideen me, tell me... Unless you killed him, then I don't want to know. I can't vouch for you if I know you did it."
I furrowed my eyebrows, pulled my phone from my ear and glanced at it before shaking my head and placing it back against my ear.
"Wow."
I heard Aideen's sharp intake of breath before she said, "Oh, my God! You didn't deny killin' him! Forget what I said before about not tellin' me, tell me!"
I couldn't help but laugh at her, she was so dramatic and crazy that it was nothing but funny.
"I didn't kill anybody. Alec is perfectly fine and in the same condition as he was when he left Ireland... He might be a bit happier now though."
"Why would he be happier? Also, let me just add that I'm happy you didn't kill him that would have been a terrible waste of delicious man meat."
Mother of God.
"There is somethin' wrong with you, you're not normal."
Aideen snorted. "Normal is overrated, now answer me question. Why is he happier? Did you shag him?"
What the hell?
"No! Why would you even ask me that?"
There was a long pause.
"Because I know you're attracted to him even though you don't want to be. You’re fightin' that attraction so you don't dive into bed with Alec, shag him, then wake up feelin' used."
I looked down to my now shaking knees and sighed.
"Am I that obvious?"
"To me? Yes. To Alec? No."
I blew out a breath.
"Thank God for that at least, I can't handle him knowin' I fancy him after what happened this mornin'."
I admitted out loud to Aideen that I fancied Alec, there was no going back from that now even if I want to because she wouldn't forget I said it.
"If you make me ask what happened I'm comin' through the phone and bitch slappin' you."
I swallowed and closed my eyes. "It's so embarssin'."
"It's you, Keela, anythin' that happens to you is never less than embarrassin'.'
I huffed. "Thanks a bloody lot."
Aideen laughed and then waited for me to tell my horror story.
"I had a dirty dream about Alec and he knows about it," I blurted out and closed my eyes.
Things were silent for a moment, and when that moment was over, hollering and wolf whistling blared through the receiver of my phone.