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
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
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