Chapter Six
Beth
Why couldn’t I move? Where was I?
I opened my eyes. Right. Jacob’s bedroom, with him wrapped around me.
RightMan was like an octopus in his sleep.
I needed to pee. Crap, what time was it? My left arm was under me and asleep. I wiggled until I could see my watch. Crap, almost midnight.
Crap, what time was it?Crap“Jacob, let me go.”
He muttered something unintelligible but didn’t wake up. I wriggled and squirmed out of his grasp, yanking my arm free. Oh, hell.
Oh, hell.And fell off the bed. He mumbled again and rolled over.
“You’d sleep to a bomb going off.” I gathered up my clothes—remembering to get my bra and shirt from the dining room—and went in the bathroom. “Great… Hairstyle by Sex.”
At least the mark on my neck had started to fade.
Searching through the dr
