Scorch: A Soldiers Of Fortune Romance (Military Bad Boy Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
It's the only thought I have to describe the feeling I have upon waking. There are waves crashing quietly in the background, the tiniest sliver of wind teasing my hair across my face, and the strong, muscular chest of the man who absolutely rocked my world beneath my cheek as sleep slowly fades into a memory. Memory. My eyes snap open as the reality of morning suddenly dawns on me. I blink once as I open my eyes to the sight of the ocean waves, and Javier's chest slowly rising and falling beneath my face. Oh, God. I swallow the dryness in my throat and sit up, wiping the corners of my mouth and glad I haven't managed to drool on his chest. His chest; Javier Toro’s chest. Oh holy fuck. The regrets start as one little nagging whine and slowly start to tumble faster and faster until the sheer cacophony of them is almost too much to bear. Oh my fucking God, I fucked a fugitive; I had sex with Javier. This is bad; this is real, real bad. The whirlwind of regrets hits a fever pitch inside my head.
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