The Trouble With Coco Monroe by C. C. MacKenzie Read Free Book Online

titanic erection and back again.
    ‘Want to kiss it better?’ he drawled.
    Because she was more than tempted to do more than kiss it better, the blush rocketing up her neck, her cheeks, went nuclear.
    ‘You’re such a shit, Rafael.’
    ‘I didn’t mean to take it so far, so fast. I have no excuse except that I simply couldn’t help myself.’
    She wanted to kick him.
    She wanted to kiss him.
    In the end she did neither.
    She smiled and stared dead into his eyes.
    The Devil entered her heart, sang through her veins.
    ‘I don’t want you. And then I do want you. I enjoy sex,’ she told him honestly.
     
    Dark eyes danced into hers.
    The way he grinned tempted her to toss the water in his face.
    ‘There’s news. So do I,’ he responded in a smart-ass tone.
    He was making fun of her, but she couldn’t help but be charmed by his sense of humour.
    ‘I find you... attractive,’ she muttered into her glass, hoping to hell admitting she found him irresistible excused her behaviour.
    When he caught her eye his eyelashes fluttered in a way that made her bite down hard on her top lip.
    ‘You’re not being serious, Rafael.’
    ‘It’s hard when you’ve just stopped my heart with that kiss and by the way you fell apart in my arms. Then told me we’re not having sex but you’re attracted to me. Mixed messages, baby.’
    The kiss had stopped his heart?
    Coco took a sip of water to lubricate a suddenly dry mouth, trying to gather her scattered wits.
    ‘You work for my father. And that will make life difficult, sticky, once I’ve had sex with you.’
    Now dark brows flew into his hairline.
    The way his eyes sparkled into hers made the ache low in her belly throb even harder.
    ‘What makes you think having sex with me once will be enough?’
    She blinked.
    Was he dense?
    ‘Because once would have to be enough. Because if my father or God forbid my brothers get wind of...’ She stopped. The way he was looking at her with that dead on too intense stare made her lose her train of thought. She simply focused hard on his face. What was it about this man that drew her to him like a damned magnet?
    ‘What?’ he demanded. ‘Why are you staring at me like that?’
    ‘We’re having a senseless conversation,’ she said with something like a snap. ‘And I’m wondering what it is about you that I find so appealing... I love your jaw.’
    Stunned, he cracked a laugh, shook his head.
    ‘Coco, you’re bloody amazing. Why my jaw?’
    ‘It’s got that dimple in it and it’s a strong jaw. A jaw with integrity. I like it.’
    He bit his lip.
    And all the while dark eyes twinkled into hers.
    ‘And yet,’ he drawled. ‘In spite of my strong manly jaw, no nookie for poor me.’
    This time she grinned.
    ‘According to something I read recently, you’re not short of choice if you want nookie. I’m still not having sex with you.’
    His brows met over the something she’d read part, but he shrugged.
    ‘True. I rotate them every twenty-four hours,’ he said dryly. Then waited until she’d finished rolling her eyes. ‘I’m not going to have sex with you either. Wanna know why?’
    Blink.
    Blink.
     
     
    He’d shocked her.
    Good.
    And he had her full attention.
    Ten years ago the young Coco had been the most amazing force of nature. All eyes, with a big open personality and a smile that would have been seen from outer space. She’d been so real, so open and honest with no guile. And he’d fallen hard for her. Ten years on and no matter how hard he’d tried nothing had changed.
    She was footloose and fancy free and so was he.
    He’d nothing to lose by taking her, making her his.
    But not yet.
    Now those violet eyes narrowed into his.
    ‘You’re gorgeous,’ he told her. ‘The way you look at me, as if you can’t decide whether to kiss or kill me, gets me every time. I find it incredibly sexy. But I’m not going to have sex with you because...’ He paused for three beats. ‘You need to heal.’
    And right on