Incapable (Love Triumphs Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
He lurched upright, something cold against his arm, metal. He pushed against it and dry retched over the side of the bed. Not his bed. And God, not Georgia’s. Where the fuck was he and why was he dying? He slumped back on the pillow, very starchy sheets, and this bed was a narrow single. Humming noises and squeaky shoes, but not close. He didn’t know if he was alone and the urge to vomit had a good grip on him. He’d taken Georgia for lunch, walked her back to Avocado. She’d hailed him a taxi, and then something tried to take the top of his head off. He hadn’t gotten here by carrier pigeon. What day was it? How long had he been out? The question-forming part of his brain was obviously functioning. The answer giving part must’ve been sheared off by the impact. He put his hand to his head, not exactly to check if it was all there, but still gratified to feel hair and intact scalp. He also felt a bandage, a sticking one. Gingerly poking the spot made him grunt. His neck hurt, his stomach churned, his back was stiff and his knee felt bruised and swollen.
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