Knot so Lucky by Trilina Pucci EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Trilina Pucci
- Language: English
- Genre: Erotic Literature & Fiction
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eleanor
She’s yelling. My older sister, Samantha, is actually yelling at me.
I don’t think she’s done that since we were kids.
Admittedly, I just texted her that I got piss drunk in Las Vegas and
married a total stranger. So, yeah, this sudden call and her head-splitting tone
aren’t exactly a shocker. But still, I didn’t anticipate how mad she’d be.
Because it’s loud, mad. Her voice is slicing my brain open. She’s too loud
for the delicate balance I’m barely holding on to. That balance between
wanting to puke my guts up or just giving up and finding a bench to sleep this
hangover off, hobo-style.
I pull my cell away from my ear as I navigate through people with fanny
packs and cheap tropical shirts. All of them milling about in the middle of the
busy casino floor like forgotten Sims players.
“Excuse me,” I breathe to some random dude holding a three-foot-tall
drink before— Oh. My. God.
My eyes blink quickly, my mouth falling open as I try to ignore the
glance I just got of myself in the reflective side of the slot machine.
“Excuse what?” my sister rants, thinking I’m talking to her. “Excuse you
for making the single stupidest decision of your life?”
“Give me a break. Marrying some rando you just fucked is like a rite of
passage in Vegas. There are movies made about it. I’m not the first, and I
won’t be the last. But holy shit…Sami. If you could see what I see right now
—”
I can’t even finish my sentence because I’m chuckling. Jesus Christ. I
look like a clown who’s been fucked three ways from Sunday. My shoulder
meets my ear, sandwiching my phone and also freeing my hand so I can lick
the pad of my finger and attempt to rub the black spread of mascara from
underneath my eyes.
“Listen to me. I’m a mess—I’ve been walking through this whole-ass
casino in a white bodycon button-front dress short enough to show off my
liver. And most of the buttons in the middle are missing. Don’t ask. I’m
having to hold it closed, otherwise, my entire stomach will show—I’m a
poster child for that Katy Perry song ‘Waking Up in Vegas.’”
She doesn’t let me finish, cutting me off.
“Be serious, Eleanor. For the love of god, why are you making jokes?”
I roll my eyes as last night’s faux red bottom heels click a bit faster on the
shiny floors.
“Sami, stop overreacting. It’s not that serious because—”
She still doesn’t shut the fuck up.
“How did this happen? Please tell me this wasn’t your idea.” Her voice
switches to panic. “Wait, were you drugged? Oh my god.”
“Are you crazy?” I laugh.
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