Corsairs: Adiron (Corsair Brothers, #1)

by Ruby Dixon

Being drunk is kinda…fun. I glance up at him and poke his nose. "You look funny." "You mean sexy," he corrects. "I look sexy. In fact, it blows your mind how sexy I am." I snort. "I'm not that drunk." His chest shakes and I realize he's laughing. I cling to him so I don't fall off of his lap—or the world—and wonder where my friends are. Are they being snuggled? Because being snuggled is pretty nice. I burrow in close to him again, pressing my face against his neck. His neck smells nice. His skin is soft, too. Like a kitten. "A great big kitten," I announce. "Meow for me, kitty." "What?" He sounds confused. I stroke his neck. "Maybe purr instead? Prrrrr." I roll my tongue. "Prrrrrr, kitty." "You're a cuddly drunk, aren't you?" "Mmm, I feel good." I press my nose against his neck. "And you're warm." "It's because you're not wearing more than a few scraps." He tugs his tunic over my breasts, making sure everything is covered. "Is that all you really have to wear or is that just part of your plan?" I sniff him again, trying to figure out what he smells like. Sunshine, maybe. Does sunshine have a smell? He smells happy, I decide. Kinda musky and warm and just a hint of fruit. "Can I lick you?" I ask, reaching up to touch his face. "No licking, Jade," Adiron tells me in a firm, parental voice. "You don't get to do anything you'll regret once this wears off." I whine in my throat and then go back to snuggling against his chest. "Meanie." He pokes my side. I push his hand away. He...

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