Bigger Than the Sky (Serenity Point) Read Online Free PDF

because I’m sure it looks wonderful. When I come around the corner, I see Brody standing at the door smiling at me. “Hey, Brode,” I say when I open the door. “Is it the Apocalypse?”
    He looks at me funny.
    “Is Armageddon upon us?” I ask.
    He chuckles and says, “No.”
    “Is that Alcide guy from True Blood waiting outside to propose to me?”
    He smirks and shakes his head.
    “Then why the hell is it necessary to get me out of bed at eight on a Saturday morning?” I ask, hand on my hip.
    He holds a cup of coffee out to me. “Thought you might need this,” he says as he puts it in my hand and walks inside.
    “Oh. Thanks,” I say, sniffing as the smell of the divine drink drifts up to my nose.
    “Heard you got a little trashed last night,” he says, a wicked gleam in his eyes.
    “C’mon in,” I tell him frowning as I turn and walk toward the back. I stop at the little kitchen area to look for sugar. “Damn. Should’ve gotten sugar,” I mumble.
    “Already in there,” he says. “One cream, two sugars. Just like you like it.”
    “You’re my hero,” I say as I turn and give him a smile. “Let’s go up.”
    He follows me upstairs and sits on the loveseat as I go to the sink to get myself a glass of water then another with an aspirin chaser. Next, I make a trip to the bathroom to check out the damage from last night and gasp when I see that it’s extensive. My brown hair with its blond highlights looks like overnight it’s channeled Helena Bonham Carter’s style (which always looks great on her but horrendous on me) and I grab my brush to try to tame it as my blue eyes stare back at me, rimmed in smudged mascara making me look like a panda bear. Lovely.
    “You could’ve warned me that I looked like Madame Thénardier,” I say to Brody when I come out of the bathroom.
    “Who?” he asks.
    “ Les Misérables ?” I say as I grab my coffee off the kitchen counter then walk over and sit on the side of the bed.
    “Lay who?” he questions.
    I snort. “Never mind.” I take a drink and moan. “Carolina?” I ask. Man, his mom always made the best coffee ever.
    “Yep. She sent it especially for you.”
    “Didn’t think you’d remember how I took my coffee.” I raise an eyebrow and chuckle. “Tell her I said thank you.”
    Carolina Kelly is one of the most wonderful people I’ve ever met. And I don’t know if I can face her just yet. I mean, I ran out on her son, which means I basically did the same to her and the rest of the family. God, who knew that with one act of panic and selfishness I’d have hurt so many people.
    “So, you guys tore up the joint, huh? Cass said you rocked it on the dance floor.” He laughs when I duck my head, resting my forehead in my hand.
    “My dancing probably looked better in my mind,” I say with a groan, raising my head and shaking my head at him.
    “Heard you got a special escort home too.” He raises an eyebrow at me then grins when I shoot him a look.
    “Forgot how news travels in a small town,” I say with a frown. “I don’t remember a whole lot after my third or fourth Maker’s Mark,” I confess.
    “From what I was told, I guess you and Kade relived the good ol’ days in the sack.” He purses his lips and nods at the look of shock on my face as he delivers that awesome little morsel of data.
    I gasp. “Wh-what?” Annnd the day just keeps getting better. He continues nodding giving me a that’s what happens when you can’t hold your liquor look. But then I narrow my eyes at him remembering he’s a perpetual smartass and I’m hoping he’s just trying to rile me. “You’re lying.”
    He bursts out laughing and I throw a pillow at him. “Hey, now, watch the coffee!” he whines.
    “I think I’d remember if Kade and I, well…” My face turns red because I don’t want to talk about this with him. “Besides, even drunk I wouldn’t do anything since he’s in love with someone else.”
    “Who said he’s in love with