Bride by Design 3: Manchala Nights by Alicia Roberts Read Free Book Online Page B

for dinner, to check that we're really married, before I sign the contract. Roger even called me and said he'd have told all the tabloids , and told Don to look for a marriage license , except Celine threatened to make his life super-tough if he did that. She seems to like you." He raised an eyebrow and said lightly, "You have no idea about the effect you have on people."
     
    I shrugged. " Celine doesn't have any real friends, nobody was ever actually nice to her."
     
    Colin smiled. "I wasn't talking about Celine."
     
    I blushed and hoped he meant what I thought he meant.
     
    We drove down to my apartment to get some things and I grudgingly let him come upstairs.
     
    "It's a pigsty," I warned him.
     
    But when he was inside, Colin laughed and said, "I think 'pigsty' is an understatement."
     
    I pretended to glare at him and quickly grabbed some slippers, clothes and a painting - things I'd use in Colin's townhouse to pretend I lived there.
     
    I was tempted to pull Colin close and kiss him deeply, but we kept our hands off one another and sat opposite each other on the drive down to his townhouse. There was a lot at stake tonight and I wanted to help Colin out and make amends for the way I'd behaved in Manchala. I didn't want to risk messing things up for him again.
     
    Once we arrived, I was impressed by the gorgeous building, the elegant layout and the beautiful furniture. Colin introduced me to his housekeeper, Sheila, and once she was out of earshot, I whispered to him that my place would look as neat as his, if only I had a full-time housekeeper.
     
    Colin merely grinned and told me to make a mess of his place. I frowned at him, but we quickly hung up the painting in the bedroom, and I tossed my slippers in one corner and threw some clothes over the back of a chair.
     
    "Perfect," said Colin, surveying the bedroom. "Now go and change out of your work clothes."
     
    I pouted and said, "Stop rushing me."
     
    "Stop pouting."
     
    His eyes were teasing and he looked so strong and handsome. As we stared at each other, I felt the invisible thread of electricity between us pulsing and growing stronger, and I couldn't hold myself back any longer . I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned up into his mouth. Colin grabbed my waist and pressed against me, his mouth returning my passion.
     
    I moaned into his mouth and let him push me onto the bed. Colin started to undo the buttons of my blouse, and one hand kneaded my breast. I arched my back, trying to get more of him, but then Colin stepped away.
     
    I looked up at him in surprise. Colin ran his hand through his hair and said, "Sir Donald will be here soon. I don't want to start something we can't stop."
     
    His voice was hoarse and I noticed his breathing was heavy. But I felt annoyed and rejected, so I decided to make him pay.
     
    "Fine," I said, standing up, "I'll get changed for dinner."
     
    I unbuttoned my blouse slowly and tossed it onto the chair, and did the same with my skirt.
     
    "Where are those clothes you bought for our trip?"
     
    Colin 's mouth was slightly open as he looked at me, standing in the middle of the room in my bra and panties, and he pointed to a walk-in closet. I went there and found some lingerie and a nice dress, and walked back out.
     
    "I guess I should wear some nicer clothes," I said, and unhooked my bra.
     
    I took it off and tossed it into the closet, letting my breasts hang free. I did the same with my panties and Colin groaned out loud. "Why can't you just go change in the bathroom?"
     
    I stepped into a pink lingerie set slowly and did up the hooks. "I don't know what you're talking about. And why do you have to keep watching me?"
     
    Colin rolled his eyes, and I bent down, putting on some nice stilettos , letting my breasts swing down enticingly . I walked around the room as if I wasn't sure that the shoes were right for me, and then I bent down again, pretending to adjust the straps , and made sure Colin got a good