by Rainey, Anne
Matt grabbed her finger and brought it to his lips, kissing it tenderly. “She’s pregnant, and married, I might add. She had a craving, so we did the interview there.” Trina’s face turned bright red and Matt stepped closer to her and took her in his arms. “I don’t want anyone else but you, darlin’. You should know better,” he softly chastised.
“Oh, Matt!”
Greg started to smile and give them their privacy, but motion across the drive caught his attention. Sarah was outside sunning herself. He knew that because he’d been watching her the entire time. Only now Blake, the bastard newcomer, stood over her, talking to her, looking at her. Greg heard her laugh when Blake crouched down and touched the tip of her nose with his forefinger. Greg saw red.
Without saying a word to his kissing guests, Greg closed the distance between him and Sarah. Every step closer, his anger rose another notch. As soon as he was within a few feet, they both looked up.
When his eyes landed on Sarah, her green pools heated and her mouth went all soft.
Blake stood up and stared at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes and a devilish expression on his too handsome face. Greg wanted to knock his head against the cement sidewalk just to mess up his pretty mug a little.
“What the hell is going on?”
Blake’s brows kicked up, feigning innocence, and Sarah quickly sat up. Greg couldn’t help it. He looked.
She wore a black, two-piece swimsuit and her hair was up in a high ponytail. She looked perky, adorable, and all of eighteen years old. Greg desperately wanted to shove her back into her apartment and out of Blake Richards’ sight, but it was too late.
He’d already gotten a good look at her and was still looking. It was truly beginning to piss Greg off and he did something he rarely did. He lost his temper.
He moved up to Blake and stood nose to nose with the man. “Since the very moment you moved in here, Richards, you’ve been hanging around Sarah. That shit stops now.”
“Greg!” Sarah shouted, no doubt embarrassed by his outburst.
Greg looked down at her and growled,
“Do you want him, Sarah?” She just stared, as if he’d completely lost his mind, compelling Greg to add, “Too fucking bad, you can’t have him. You’re mine. The minute you shared my bed you became mine.”
Sarah’s cheeks turned red and she jumped to her feet. “Look here, Greg Stiles.
I did not agree to anything more than sex.
Thanks, it was great. I’m done, good-bye!”
She turned to bounce back into her condo, but his arm snaked out and caught her around the waist, pulling her to a halt.
“Let go of me, or I swear I’ll maim you!”
She struggled so hard against his arm he was afraid she’d hurt herself. He swiveled her around to face him, then lifted her up in the air and glared at her. “No. I’m not letting you go. I love you and you’ll damn well be my woman!”
She stopped struggling and her eyes went as wide as saucers. Then her lower lip quivered and she started to cry.
Instantly, he felt like a total heel. “No baby, don’t cry, please. I was an ass. You can hit me if you want, just stop crying.”
She only buried her nose into his t-shirt and sobbed harder. “ Bloody hell, what’s with all the women today!” he grumbled.
Finally, she wound down and he breathed a sigh of relief. Women in tears w ere really not his thing. “Why are you crying, baby?”
“Because I love you too, Greg.”
He frowned. “And that brings tears to your eyes?” Surely, that wasn’t a good sign.
She shook her head and spoke so low he had to strain to hear. “It’s just that, I thought you just wanted sex and I was so worried that, since you’d already gotten it, there’d be nothing left for me to give you.”
Ah, so that was the problem. She really was an innocent. He quirked his head to the side and softly whispered, “You know, it occurs to me that men and women really ought to try to communicate better.”
She blinked up at him, puzzled. He leaned down and kissed her, licking the seam of her lips until she surrendered and opened for him. He dipped inside, taking possession of her mouth in the most basic of ways.
As he lifted away, Greg admitted, “I do love you. I thought you were an obsession that I needed to get out of my system, that after I had my fill of your soft, tight body, I’d be able to think clearly again. Truth is, my business partner was really hoping that’d be the case.”
“And?”
“Didn’t work out that way. Seems I’m going to have to keep you close if I ever hope to have another intelligent thought.”
Sarah smiled shyly. “Well, I wouldn’t want you to go about all dull-witted.”
“Exactly,” he murmured before he went about asking her properly. “Are we exclusive now, Sarah Temptation?”
She giggled and smacked him. “Of course we are, but it’s Templeton, not Temptation, Greg.”
He grunted. “Trust me; you’re temptation,
Sarah. Pure
temptation.”
Without hesitation, he took her into her condo and made love to her for the rest of the afternoon. Neither one of them realized they’d forgotten all about Blake Richards, who had long since gone.
The End
About the Author
Anne grew up in a smal town in central Ohio the only girl with three rowdy, older brothers. When she wasn't playing tackle footbal with them she could be found tucked away in her mother's book room getting lost in mysterious worlds created by authors such as Martha Grimes and Andrew M. Greeley. She's had a variety of odd jobs including Chiropractic Assistant, Frame Stylist, Restaurant Hostess, and Nail Technician.
Anne now lives with her fabulous husband, two gorgeous teenage daughters, two ornery dogs, three snooty cats, a tree frog named Gus, and a snake named Salizar. When Anne's not dressing, feeding, cleaning or spending time with them, she can be found at the computer writing stories hot enough to make your toes curl!
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Look for these titles from Anne Rainey Now Available:
Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Haley’s Cabin
Seduce Me
Burn
Turbulent Passions
Dare Me
A Little Bit Naughty
Tahoe Nights
The Vaughn Series
Touching Lace
Tasting Candy
Taking Chloe
Tempting Grace
Cape May Series
What She Wants
What She Craves
What She Needs
Blackwater Series
Sam’s Promise
Red Sage Publishing, Inc.
Forbidden Fruit
Reckless Exposure
Secrets Volume 25: Wicked Delights Kensington Publishing
Some Like It Rough
Body Rush
So Sensitive
Pleasure Bound
Coming Soon:
Vance’s Rules ~ May 15, 2012
Breaking Brodix ~ July 31, 2012
Naked Games ~ August 1, 2012
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