A Bloody London Sunset (Sunset Vampire Series, Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
He was lying on his stomach, and one side of his face was pressed into his pillow. Upon trying to move, he winced as his neck and upper back muscles ached in protest. “Oh, crap,” he moaned. He rolled onto his back and rubbed his eyes. Feeling the bed jiggle slightly, he removed his hands to see Katrina staring down at him. She leaned over him with her hands planted on each side of his body and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Good morning, sleepy head,” she greeted with a warm smile. “Mm, morning,” he murmured. “Feeling better?” she asked. His mind quickly recalled the events from the night before, and he frowned. “Oh, that’s right. I think I’m okay.” She continued to hover over him as she studied his features, and he noticed she was already dressed in jeans and a long-sleeved turtleneck. “Wha-what time is it?” he stammered. She glanced at the clock across the room. “Almost ten-thirty, my love.” “Geez!” he exclaimed. “I need to haul my butt out of bed then.
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