Not Your Pucking Girl (Kings of Denver #1) Read Online Sheridan Anne

Categories Genre: College, Contemporary, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Kings of Denver Series by Sheridan Anne
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Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 83927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
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We push our way through the door, and I make my way to my room, kicking my heels off as I go. I look down at my phone and work out that Miller should be back soon. I strip off my dress and get myself nicely positioned on my bed to give him the full effect the moment he walks in.

“GET UP!” Miller shouts with an urgency that terrifies me.

I’m startled out of my sleep as I feel his arms dig violently under me and yank me up against his body. I look around frantically, completely confused as to what the fuck is going on. I take in a deep breath and regret it as my lungs fill with smoke.

What the hell? I squint into the dark room and notice the flames licking up the side of the wall.

Shit.

The house is on fire.

Miller holds me tightly as he rushes from my room. He heads up the hallway and kicks in Jared’s door. “Get up,” he yells. “There’s a fire. Get Sophie out.”

Jared jumps into motion, rushing out of his door and down the other end of the hallway to Sophie’s room. Miller sprints down the hallway where I can see a red and orange glow surrounded by the hazy smoke. He comes out into the living room, and I gasp in shock as I’m struck with the overwhelming view of the fire taking over our house.

The flames take up every inch of the living room, completely engulfing it, and destroying everything in its path. As Miller rushes toward the front door, I glance back over his shoulder to see the flames steadily overtaking the kitchen while preparing to take down the dining room too.

I’m hit with the realization of just how close I came to death. My bedroom is on the opposite wall to the dining room, and with how quickly these flames are traveling, I wouldn’t have had much time.

Clinging tighter to Miller’s neck, I take everything in. He bursts through the open doorway and out into the cold night, dropping down into the grass.

I glance back at the door, anxious to see Jared and Sophie as my head spins, the alcohol still pumping through my veins. Not a moment later, my nerves calm as Jared spills through the door, holding Sophie’s hand tightly. They collapse into the dewy grass next to Miller and me.

“Are you all okay?” Miller asks us urgently, keeping his focus trained hard on me.

“Yeah, I think so,” I tell him, realizing my throat is a bit hoarse. I must have breathed in a bit of smoke before he got there. I hear both Sophie and Jared give their own responses and am relieved when they say they’re fine.

The front window shatters as the flames begin to take over more of the house. I hear the distant sound of sirens a few streets away and rip my stunned gaze away from the house and over to the pacing Miller. “Did you call emergency services?”

“Yeah,” he says, looking over at me, pulling his eyebrows together as he takes me in. “I called as I was pulling up. I saw the smoke from a few streets away. I just didn’t realize it was your place,” he tells me.

He turns and walks to his truck, and I’m about to call out for him not to leave when he reaches into the back and pulls out his jersey. He walks back and bends down to me on the ground. “You know I love you in your lingerie, but I don’t think the whole world needs to see what’s mine,” he murmurs as he hands over the jersey.

I look down at my body and realize I am indeed in nothing but a very stringy thong and bra. I smirk up at him. “I was trying to surprise you,” I explain. “But I must have fallen asleep.”

“Consider me extremely surprised,” he tells me, taking the jersey back from my shaking hands and pulling it over my head as the fire engine pulls up. I push my arms through the oversized sleeves and watch in amazement as the fire department takes control of the situation. Miller pulls me to my feet and the jersey falls past my waist, covering my very exposed ass before falling past my knees.

One fireman ushers us further away from our house as they all work together, unloading the hoses and working hard to extinguish the flames.

The police arrive just moments later and get straight into it. They put police tape up, sectioning off all the nosey neighbors, and usher us toward the ambulance that I didn’t notice before.

Sophie, Jared, and I are all checked out while Miller talks to the cops. The police then take all of our statements, which isn’t much since we were all asleep. Tank shows up moments later to check on Sophie, while Ashton arrives only a few seconds after him.


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