The Bunk Up (The Village People book 1)
“I shouldn’t have drunk so much.
But it’s not the guilt of beer that makes me ashamed. It’s the memories of last night that are hitting me hard. Tiffany.
Shit!
“Morning.”
I look up when Daisy steps from the stairs and walks straight into the kitchen. She doesn’t look at me and her voice is quiet.
“You okay?” I ask as I push myself off the sofa and follow her.
She nods, keeping her back to me as she fills the kettle and flicks it on. “Yep.”
Her movements are as stiff as her tone. Dropping into one of the kitchen chairs, I watch her as she moves. She’s so pretty, and the way her silky pyjama bottoms slide across her plump arse make my dick rage for attention. Fucking hell. Why can’t I get her out of my mind?
But this morning, her bubbly personality is lost. She’s quiet and subdued. Her usual light tone has gone and her shoulders sag. I would have thought she’d be full of happiness after the prick had asked to marry her. After all, she told me she wanted ‘The Dream’.
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