Bumpy Roads - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 11) (The Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery Series) Read Online Free

onto her bed, curling up into a fetal position as tears fell
from her eyes.   
    You’re nothing but
trouble. No one wants you . Mrs. Gunderson’s voice echoed in her mind. You’re the reason your parents are dead, do
you think anyone wants you to be part of their family?
    “No!” she cried out loud. “They want me. I’ll make them want
me.”

Chapter Four

 
    The alarm went off and Mary, her eyes still closed,
automatically reached across the bed to turn it off. But instead of finding her
nightstand and the clock, her hand encountered flesh – warm, breathing flesh. Eyes
popping open immediately, she turned her head and was initially surprised by
the man lying in bed next to her. But, as her mind finally caught up with the
rest of her, she remembered that the large expanse of male softly snoring in
her bed was her new husband. Reaching over him, she quickly clicked off the
buzzing alarm.
    She levered herself up on a bent arm to watch him sleep.
Leaning forward, she brushed his hair from his forehead and softly feathered
her fingers through his hair. He smiled in his sleep and she grinned back. She
bent forward to place a kiss on his forehead when strong arms wrapped around
her and pulled her across the bed into his embrace. She nestled her head
against his neck. “Morning,” she whispered, placing her lips against his
collarbone.
    “Morning,” he said, his morning voice deep and hoarse.
    He leaned back, looked down at her with a smile on his lips
and bent forward to kiss her. She ducked and burrowed against his shoulder.
“No, you can’t kiss me yet,” she exclaimed. “I have morning breath. Gross!”
    She could feel the chuckle reverberate throughout his body.
“Do we have to have gum or mints next to the bed?” he asked, nibbling on her
neck.
    She stretched, allowing him more access. “That would be
nice,” she agreed. “And maybe a little container of
mouthwash.”
    He lifted his head. “What?”
    “You know, mouthwash,” she said. “And maybe some cups to
spit in.”
    “Mary, you are ruining the mood,” he replied, running his
hand down the side of her body. “We need to be spontaneous.”
    She arched against him. “I’m spontaneous,” she argued, her
breathing becoming slightly erratic. “I’m just spontaneous with good dental
hygiene.”
    He kissed her neck and her collarbone, spending time on the
sensitive spot where her pulse beat wildly beneath her skin. “Mary,” he
breathed, as he began to move lower.
    “Yes,” she stammered, her eyes closed in pure delight.
    Just then his cell phone rang.   He swore softly and rolled over, slipped out
from under the covers and walked across the room to the dresser. “Alden,” he
said as he answered the phone. “Yeah, Tom, what’s up?”
    Mary scooted up in bed and smiled, enjoying the fine picture
her husband presented from the back. All those months watching him stretch
before they jogged. Yes, she sighed silently, he was even sexy under baggy cut-off
sweats, but without them…damn!
    He turned, caught her watching him and lifted an eyebrow in
her direction.   She grinned and sent him a double thumbs up. Choking back laughter, he turned away to
pay attention to the call. “Sure, Tom, I can meet,” he agreed. “Yeah, I can be
there by seven thirty this morning. No. No problem. Thanks.”
    He hung up the phone and turned around to face her. “I’ve
got to go in early,” he said, regret heavy in his voice.
    “Back to the real world,” she replied with a sigh. “I should
get up too. I want to be fully awake when Clarissa comes down this morning so
she can show us what the tooth fairy left her.”
    He climbed back into bed next to her and massaged her back.
“Do you think we did it right?” he asked.
    Stretching and enjoying his warm hands on her back, she
leaned forward and sighed. “We did just fine,” she said. “I only got a quarter;
a dollar is more than enough.”
    “But this is her first tooth with us,” he