Seduce Me by Kelly Elliott
Series: Austin Singles #1
November 6, 2018
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Rolling over, I pulled the covers over my head and moaned.
“Oh shit,” I whispered. Even my whispered words hurt my head. I hadn’t drunk like that in a long time.
Note to self: Give up alcohol. Except wine. Wait. No. Never ever give up wine.
With my head still buried, I tried to think back to last night. The last thing I remembered was talking to that guy . . . Brad. No Billy. Bobby? Brady?
Who cares? I need aspirin.
I pushed the covers over my head and went to get out of bed. I froze when I saw the sheets.
Oh. My. God.
These aren’t my sheets.
Turning, I looked at the bed.
This isn’t my bed.
Glancing down, I gasped.
I’m not wearing any clothes.
Covering my mouth, I jumped up. “I didn’t. Oh God, please tell me I didn’t. Terri! I’m going to kill her.”
Frantically looking around, I saw my purse on the chair in the corner.
Rushing over to it, I dug through it until I found my phone.
As I waited for that whore to answer her phone, I mumbled, “She broke the number one girlfriend code. Don’t let your friend leave with a guy when they’re drunk!”
“Hey, girl! So? Did you get laid like you wanted? Please tell me yes ’cause this would make a great story.”
My heart jumped to my throat as a small sound came from my lips.
“Wh-what? Why? How could you? You let me go off with him? What if he had killed me!”
She laughed. “Hardly. But then again, you do drive him up a wall, and he has mentioned snuffing you out a time or two.”
My finger and thumb went to the bridge of my nose. “What are you talking about?”
Terri muffled the phone, then laughed. “Hello? Terri! I’m at a strange man’s house, I don’t remember anything, and I’m naked.”
“Wait. You’re naked?”
“Oh, wow. Shit just got really interesting. Where’s Tucker?”
Tucker? How in the hell would I know where Tucker was?
“I don’t know! I don’t care. Terri. I don’t know where I am. He could come back any minute, and I’m standing here naked. Oh my God. Do you think I had sex with him?”
“Do you feel like you had sex?”
Stopping, I jumped around a bit. “No. I’d be sore if I did, right? Fuck if I know, it’s been so long.”
Terri sighed. “It really has been that long. You’ve done forgotten how it feels, huh?”
“Aww, hell, Mr. Pootie!”
“I’m sure he’s fine. Let’s get back to what happened between you and Tucker last night.”
I shook my head as I glanced around the room for my clothes. Dropping to my knees, I looked under the bed.
“Why are we talking about Tucker? I have bigger problems.”
Then I heard a male voice clear his throat.
“Oh God,” I whispered. “He’s in the room, Terri. I’m naked! I can’t find my clothes.”
Terri laughed. “Okay, well, have fun. Tell Tucker I said hey.”
My brows furrowed, and I was about to say something when the line went dead.
It was then I felt the change in the room, and everything from last night came crashing back into my poor brain, causing my head to pound harder.
Slowly lifting up, I peered over the bed, only to find Tucker leaning up against the doorjamb. He wore a shit-eating grin on his face, and fuck me, he looked so gorgeous.
I swallowed hard. “Um . . . I can’t, um. Well, it appears I am . . . you see, I can’t find my, ahh . . . the dress I had on.”
Jesus. Why do I act like an idiot around him? Why!
“Your clothes had throw up on them. They’re almost dry.”
My stomach dropped. “Did we . . . ?”
He smiled. Full on dimples and all.
God, I want him. Even in my current hungover condition, I’ve never wanted this man more than right now.
Wait. No. I don’t!
Yes . . . yes, you do.
Crap. What if I already had him? And I don’t remember. I’m going to be so pissed off if we had sex and I don’t remember it.
“No, we didn’t sleep together, and for the record, you got yourself undressed.”
Relaxing, I let out the breath I didn’t realize I held in.