Caged (Defiant Kings, #1)

by Bella Matthews

Oh. My. God. Ohmygod . . . Noooo. I know, without a doubt, exactly where I am the next morning before I crack open a single eye. Wide-awake Maddie might hate the idea of being touched, but apparently, I turn into a little ho when I’m sleeping and can’t get enough of it. I hold myself still, unsure if I’m trying to soak this moment in before I have to get up or if I’m scared it’s a dream I don’t want to end. Hudson’s arms are wrapped around me, and so is that clean, crisp scent I swear makes me stupid every time I’m near him. There’s an incredibly hard body beneath me. And this time, it’s not just beneath my face. No. Because that wasn’t humiliating enough. It’s beneath a leg, half my chest, an arm, and my face. I don’t move a muscle while I listen to Hudson’s even breathing and say a quick prayer to every god I’ve ever read about, and some I may have only heard of in some less than stellar books, that if I move off him slowly and carefully, he won’t wake up. Because seriously . . . if I’m going to do the walk of shame for the very first freaking time, I should have at least gotten an orgasm I didn’t give myself out of it. Not just a Harry Potter movie. I don’t think I’ve ever moved this slowly in my entire life, but somehow, I manage to extricate myself from Hudson’s bed, without the man in question waking up, and basically run back to the other room to get dressed and get out of the house.