Seducing Phoebe (Crimson Romance) by Nicole Flockton Read Free Book Online Page B

that?”
    “Quite easily; it’s not an unreasonable conclusion to come to.” He paused and finished off the final mouthful of his food. “After all, you broke off our engagement because of another man.”
    He quickly picked up her plate, as he had visions of the food remaining on the plate being dumped over his head.
    “I think you should leave.”
    Marco took the plates over to the trashcan and scraped the remnants of their lunch into it. He’d overstepped the mark. He’d let his anger and jealousy get the better of him. He couldn’t regret it though — what he’d said had been nothing but the truth. Phoebe had used the re-appearance of John back in her life as a reason to break off their engagement.
    He placed the plates in the sink and walked back over to where she was still sitting at the counter, her back so straight he was surprised it didn’t shatter.
    If he wanted to get things back on track he needed to make amends. He sighed and walked over to where she sat on the high kitchen stool, her back so rigid and straight he could feel the anger emanating from her. Anger he’d put there with his crass words. He placed his hands on her shoulders and swiveled her around so that she was facing him. She refused to look at him so he lifted her chin with his finger so that their eyes connected. The hurt shining in them pierced his heart.
    “I’m sorry,” he whispered. They weren’t easy words to say because he had spoken the truth before, but he didn’t want to hurt her. The last thing he wanted was to push her away when his only goal was to bring her closer to him again.
    When she didn’t respond, he said it a little louder. “I’m sorry. What I said was uncalled for.”
    She placed her hands on his chest and for a moment he thought she was going to push him away. It was what he deserved. Instead, her hands flattened against his chest. Her fingers tapped softly against his shirt, before moving up to his shoulders. He held his breath as he waited for what her next move was going to be.
    • • •
    Phoebe had no idea what she was doing trailing her hands from Marco’s chest to his shoulders. All she knew was that when he’d turned her around and apologized, all the reasons as to why they had gotten together in the first place fired to the forefront of her mind. She couldn’t deny the physical attraction that still flared and burned brightly between them. Slipping off the stool she closed the distance until she was flush against his hard body. She sighed when his arms closed around her, cementing their embrace.
    The hairs on her arms stood to attention and her skin quivered to life. This was their strong point. Physically, they matched. No matter how hard she tried to forget, her body remembered, and shouted at her to give in to its urges and wants and needs.
    They stood locked in an embrace, not saying anything for long moments. She pulled away; even though she wanted to stay where she was, she knew she couldn’t. It was clear Marco didn’t want to let her go, because he pulled her tight against him again. She looked up to ask what was going on and found her lips captured by his.
    His lips moved softly over hers. There was no arrogance in the kiss. It was full of promises, and she didn’t want it to end. She got up on her tiptoes and opened her mouth under his. The kiss became more and more intense with each passing second. She jumped slightly when his hands connected with her skin. She hadn’t even felt them move down and under her t-shirt.
    The need to feel his warm flesh overwhelmed her. She reciprocated the action and lifted his shirt until she felt the muscles of his back. Her breasts ached for his touch, to feel his hands caressing them the way he always had. She pulled her lips away from his and angled her neck to allow him to trail hot kisses along her jaw line before nibbling at the tender flesh below her ear.
    “Marco,” she moaned as he sucked on her ear lobe. She grabbed his head so that