4 Bad Boys to take to Bed (4 Book Bundle Set!) by Elizabeth Nelson

like it?”
    Did I? Without thinking, my hands traced my lower lip and I stared at the ceiling. I’d kissed my fair share of guys, but that kiss had been laced with something deeper, something that tugged at parts of me I didn’t really want to think about this early in the morning.
    Kerri giggled. “You totally did.”
    “Maybe.”
    She sat up. “I knew it! I knew you’d like him if you just gave him a chance. Plus he’s super hot.”
    “Until he quits singing, none of that matters.”
    “Maybe he’s different.”
    I sat up. My tee was completely twisted around my waist. I straightened it and tugged it down. “He’s not, Kerri. They never are.”
    She scooted off the bed and supported my arm until I got balanced on my good foot. I had to hop a few times, but got my crutches situated. “I’m starving.”
    “You really won’t give him a shot?”
    “He’s obviously a nice guy, and I’m fine being friends.” I scowled. “But that’s it.”
    She sighed. “I think you’re missing out.”
    I shrugged. “Maybe.”
    She wrinkled her nose at me, and I hoped she was going to leave it. “I haven’t gone grocery shopping yet. You think you can make it to the car?”
    I was still in yesterday’s running gear and I hadn’t showered, but I wasn’t exactly sure I was ready to tackle water and plastic bags. Kerri hadn’t gotten dressed either, and if we went to Jinnie’s we’d be surrounded by the pajama-wearing, hangover crowd.
    My stomach rumbled again. “I need to figure it out eventually. Give me a sec to redo my pony and pee, then we’ll go.”
    She leaned over my dresser and ran her fingers through her hair. “Okay. Me too.”
    The bathroom proved easier than I thought and my hair wasn’t a complete gooey mess yet. Maybe tonight I could try the shower or a bath. I dragged a brush through my tangles.
    “Will you stay over tonight? I think I want to try a shower tonight,” I told Kerri, wanting her to know I needed her and wasn’t just looking out for her while she got over Trey. I wobbled out of the bathroom and Kerri went in. “I’m going to head to the car.” I figured I’d need the head start.
    “I’ll only be a sec. Be careful.”
    I was slowly getting the hang of the crutches. The stairs made me a little nervous though. I think there was a way to do it, but couldn’t remember if I put my foot first, or the crutches. I managed the door okay, but paused on the top step.
    Kerri tugged the door behind her and raced down the steps. She turned and held up both hands, ready to catch me if I botched this. “Crutches first.”
    I lowered them to the first step, then hopped down. Before I wobbled out of control, I repeated the pattern and took a deep breath when all my parts were upright on the sidewalk. She opened the car door and I handed her my crutches, then eased in. Okay, this wasn’t so bad . I relaxed into the seat and Kerri wedged my crutches along the door.
    After she got in , we stared at each other and laughed. “We’re a mess.”
    “I know, right?” I reached across and grabbed her hand. “I don’t know what I’d do without you, Ker.”
    She lifted the back of my hand to her cheek. “Me either. Boys are dumb, but I’ll always have you.”
    “Always.”
    Lowering my hand, she started the car. “Where to?”
    “I was thinking Jinnie’s.”
    “Ooh, perfect. Omelets.”
    The wait wasn’t too bad, especially for a Sunday morning. A group of guys gave up their seats in the waiting area for us and normally I’d have waved it off, but I was still tired. And my leg still hurt.
    “How long before this thing heals?” I asked her, not remembering any of the instructions the doctor had given me.
    “At least six weeks. ”
    I scrunched up my face. “Not cool.”
    “Hey.” One of the boys who’d given up his seat jerked his chin toward my cast. “You don’t have a single rugby player signature on that.”
    I laughed. He was cute. Gigantic, but cute. “No. This is a