Page 15 of Fallen Roses

“Then he is in the right place to learn.”

Ana sighs. “Listen, it’s been a freaking weird night and I don’t know about you, but I could use some sleep. Actually, food and sleep. I’m going to order take out. I can make it for two and we can work out a plan if you like.”

“Fine.”

I reach for my phone. “I’ll order Chinese.”

“What if I don’t like Chinese?”

“Well, what then?”

“I didn’t say I wouldn’t enjoy Chinese, but you could have asked my preference.”

“So, it’s Chinese then. I’ll order a selection.”

“What if I want to choose?”

I hand her the phone. “Then choose. I don’t give a fuck what I eat, but I do care about my brother. God only knows why.”

She snatches the phone from my hands and as our fingers brush together, it reminds me of how good they felt gripping my cock last night and I swear my entire body reacts.

The slightly glazed expression in her eye tells me she’s back there with me and yet it was one night only, never to be repeated. Never to be finished either as it happened and I hate that despite the shit we are in right now, that is all I can think about.

There is something so alluring about Annabelle Starling. Mystery surrounds her and as she grips my phone, I whisper, “Why are you so secretive?”

“I’m not.”

She looks away and I reach out and grip her face, forcing her to gaze into my eyes. Our lips are just inches away, her breathing is ragged, and those gorgeous eyes reveal the same longing in mine.

We have unfinished business and yet this is hardly the time to remind her of that, but I can’t help the intense yearning stretching through my entire body.

Her eyes flash with anger, but her chest heaves and as I pull her closer, she whispers, “What are you doing?”

“Tell me to stop.” I grunt as her lips hover dangerously close to mine, the adrenalin still running high after possibly the worst night of my life.

“Your brother.” She holds up the phone. “You want to check on him?”

“Don’t change the subject.” I whisper huskily, concerned that the blow on my head has made me lose my mind.

She licks her lips and the lust that sparks in her eyes is directed like a dart to my cock and she whispers, “This is a bad idea.”

“We have unfinished business.”

“Just a fuck then.”

“It could be arranged.”

“No recriminations, no regrets.”

“Not from me.”

She bites her lower lip as my fingers tighten on her chin, gripping it firmly as I guide her lips to mine.

“Your head.” She whispers against them and I growl, “Means I’ll forget this ever happened.”

The wicked smile my words light on her face only increases my hunger.

Our lips collide like two magnets and as I force my tongue inside her mouth, I taste closure.

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