Semua Bab The Billionaire Baseball Star's Regret: Bab 11

Dr. Carrie VanceThe first thing I registered was the heat.It wasn't the scorching, terrifying heat of a 103-degree fever. It was a deep, steady, grounding warmth radiating into my back.I opened my eyes. The morning sun was bleeding through the gaps in the heavy blackout curtains of the master suite, painting a sliver of gold across the black silk sheets. I was lying perfectly still, trapped.Jake’s massive arm was wrapped tightly around my waist, pulling me flush against his bare chest. My back was pressed to his torso, my legs tangled with his uninjured left leg. I could feel the slow, steady rise and fall of his breathing.Panic spiked in my chest. I tried to slide forward, millimeter by millimeter, hoping to slip out from under his grip before he woke up.His arm instantly flexed, locking me in place."Don't move," he murmured. His voice was rough, thick with sleep, vibrating directly against my spine.I froze. "Jake. Let me go.""Why?" he breathed. I felt his face shift against