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

a fucking mess. He wished he could just go the hell
home.  
     
    Quinn sagged in relief when he heard the hotel room door open
and snick shut. Margot was giving him the space he desperately needed. It was
odd how she always seemed to know exactly what he needed. It was a shame that
he couldn’t be with her anymore. He was really starting to like her, as crazy
as that sounded.
     
    Quinn opened his eyes and glanced around the room. What a
fucking nightmare . He
shut his eyes again and his cousin’s face flashed through his mind, along with
the searing pain that Quinn associated with him. Dammit. He shoved the heels of his palms into
his eyes and took a couple of deep breaths. He felt like his ten-year-old self
all of a sudden, frightened and panicked, with no one to turn to. Fuck! Quinn got up off the floor and grabbed a
pillow off the bed, and lay down on the floor. There will be no sleeping in the
bed with Margot tonight; he needed plenty of space, and he certainly couldn’t
handle any more touching right now.
     
    Chapter
4
     
    Margot gave Quinn an hour to calm down and collect himself.
She hung out in the lobby and called her mother before heading back up to the
room. She still had so many emotions running through her. She was convinced now
that Quinn was abused in some way when he was a child. The way he freaked out
when she touched his rear end made her think it was sexual. It was going to
kill her when she found out for sure. No one should ever have to go through
something like that, and definitely not a child.
     
    When Margot walked into the room, it was dark. She felt her
way over to the lamp on the dresser and turned it on. She became instantly
furious to see Quinn curled up on his side with a pillow on the floor next to
the bed, with no blanket or sheet. Margot marched over to him and shoved her
hands onto her hips.
     
    “Quinn!” she barked and kicked the bottom of his foot.
     
    Quinn jolted awake. His head lifted from the pillow and he
squinted against the light to look at her. “What?” he asked, disgruntled.
     
    “Get your derrière on that bed right now! I will not have
you sleeping on the floor!” Margot said angrily, glaring down at him.
     
    “I’m fine on the floor,” he mumbled and adjusted his pillow,
laying his head back down.
     
    “Quinn Beck!”
     
    “Go away, Margot,” he grumbled in exasperation.
     
    Margot ground out a frustrated noise before reaching down
and grabbing his wrist. She pulled with everything she had but he didn’t budge. Mon dieu, he was heavy! She should have known, the man was all muscle and muscle was heavier than fat.
     
    “You might as well let me go, Margot. You don’t have a
chance in hell at moving me,” he snorted.
     
    “I will start touching you all over then.” Margot bluffed,
hoping he didn’t call her on it. She did not think she could really do that to
him. She was not that mean.
     
    Quinn’s eyes flew open and pinned her with an angry stare.
“You won’t like what happens if you do,” he snarled.
     
    Margot’s heart fluttered wildly at his threat. She did not
think that he would hurt her, but he was still scary at the moment. Now what?
Did she push it? He looked like was ready for a fight. His body was coiled
tight and ready to defend against attack. Better not to push it.
     
    “Please, Quinn, sleep on the bed. I do not like seeing you
on the floor,” Margot tried gently.
     
    Quinn jaw bulged on one side as he clenched his teeth. He
just shook his head before dropping it back down to the pillow and closed his
eyes.
     
    Margot stomped her foot. “Merde! Why are you being so
difficult?”   She snapped irritably.
“I promise I will not touch you again. You do not have to worry about that!”
     
    Quinn groaned and scrubbed his face roughly with his hands.
“This is not about you, Margot!” he said angrily and sat up.
     
    “Then what is it about if it is not you being afraid that I
will touch you?” Margot