Quinn (The Beck Brothers #3) by Andria Large Read Free Book Online Page A

that in front of him, they would have
balled their eyes out in mortification.  
     
    As their laughter slowly died, they both wiped tears from
their faces. Quinn looked over at Margot as she continued to snicker. He
couldn’t help himself; he reached over, threaded his fingers through the silky
hair at the base of her skull, and pulled her into a hungry kiss. Margot sucked
in a sharp breath through her nose as she melted against him. Her hands
tentatively settled on his shoulders. Quinn waited for his usual feeling of
unease to force him to remove her hands, but it never came. He kissed her with
renewed fervor.
     
    “I guess I should fart more often if this is the reaction I
will get,” Margot murmured when they broke apart for air.
     
    Quinn laughed, and then went back to kissing her. She moaned
as her fingers moved to tease the hair at the back of his head. Quinn growled
low. Her touch felt so good, so right, and he wanted more. He used his body to
push her down onto the bed, and wedged his hips between hers, as he covered her
body with his. He was so caught up in the kiss that he didn’t realize that her
hand trailed down to his ass until it was too late. She gave one cheek a
squeeze and that was it, full-blown panic consumed him.
     
    Quinn tore his mouth away from hers and let out a hoarse cry
that sounded terrified even to his own ears. He scrambled off her so fast that
he fell off the bed, landing on his ass. He scurried back until his back
slammed into the wall. He sat there panting for a moment before he pulled his
knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. Quinn dropped his
forehead to his knees as he tried to slow his breathing and pounding heart.
     
    “Quinn! Mon dieu! I am so sorry!” Margot cried.
     
    Quinn squeezed his eyes shut. Christ. He felt like a fool. He heard her feet
hit the floor in front of him as she climbed off the bed. He couldn’t believe
he just freaked out like that. He was so embarrassed. He thought that since she
was able to touch his shoulders and head that he was doing okay. He was wrong. So
wrong! The last time he
had such a strong reaction was back when he was in high school on the baseball
team. One of his teammates gave his ass a pat after he got a home run. Quinn
turned around and socked the kid in the face, kicked off the team for that.  
     
    “Quinn?” Margot murmured quietly. He could hear the anguish
in her voice and he hated it. “It was too much, non? I am sorry. I feel
horrible,” she whispered.
     
    Quinn swallowed hard and lifted his head. Margot crouched
down in front of him with tears streaming down her rosy cheeks, her hazel eyes
filled with sorrow, shame, and guilt. It broke his heart to see her so upset
over something that she had no control over. He knew she didn’t mean to do it,
that she was just acting in the heat of the moment. Just as he had no control
over how he reacted.
     
    “It wasn’t your fault, Margot. Don’t cry,” Quinn rasped as
he reached out with one hand to brush the tears off her cheeks. She turned her
face against his hand so that she could kiss his palm.
     
    Quinn sighed. “Maybe we shouldn’t do this anymore, Margot.”
     
    Margot frowned. “Quinn...” she started to argue but Quinn
cut her off.
     
    “Margot, I’m just too screwed up for this. It’s better just
to let it go now,” he muttered, letting his hand and eyes drop from her face.
     
    Margot shook her head. “I do not believe that,” she said
tightly.
     
    “It doesn’t matter what you believe.” He snorted softly.
“Just leave me alone, okay?”
     
    Quinn thunked his head back against the wall and shut his
eyes. He didn’t want to see the hurt in her eyes. He was so humiliated and
pissed off at himself. He was just starting to think he might have found a
woman worth pursuing further, and then he went and fucked it up. He was going
to be alone forever. No woman would want to be with a man they couldn’t touch
for fuck’s sake. He was