Satellite of Love. Christa Maurice
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Название: Satellite of Love
Автор: Christa Maurice
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Drawn To The Rhythm
isbn: 9781616504892
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“I think first we should get my car to my house. I’m going to need it in the morning.”
He nodded. “I’ll follow you. Are you sure you got everything you needed to do done?”
“Sure.” She sucked her teeth. “Why are you so worried?”
“I don’t want to take up all your time.” He laced his fingers through hers. “I don’t want to leave town and have you all pissed off at me because you’re way behind on the rest of your life.”
“It’s not like you’re ever going to see me again. Why do you care?” Why did he care? Even if he came back it wasn’t like they had a chance in Hades of anything developing.
“I’m trying to be a good guy here.” His phone started to ring. He pulled it out of his back pocket, glanced at the screen and shoved it back into his pocket. “I don’t want to screw up your life.”
“Don’t you need to get that?”
“No.” His phone stopped. He pulled her closer. “So after we take your car home, what do you want to do?”
“It looks like you might have a plan.”
“I might.”
His phone started ringing again.
“Are you sure you don’t need to get that?”
“Positive. It’s not important.” He wrapped his arm around her waist. As soon as she was pressed against his hard chest, she forgot everything beyond him.
Until his phone rang again.
“Fuck.” Michael yanked his phone out of his pocket. “Give me just a minute.”
Maureen hung onto the counter so she wouldn’t slide to the floor as he walked down the hall. Everything moved way too fast with him. Hadn’t she said something about ethical gray areas the other day? Yesterday. That had been yesterday. Yup, things were moving way too fast with Michael.
“Vacation,” he said loud enough for her to hear from the garage. He wasn’t shouting, but he had a hefty roar. She’d never heard him get mad before. Of course the last three days had been all wine and roses. Well, pizza and museums. With nothing to lose, what did they have to fight about?
“I told you I’d do it and I will. Just fucking back off.”
Maureen peered down the hall. He was pacing between their cars, his face an alarming shade. Maybe he was concerned she was blowing off work because he was. Well, he’d have plenty of time to do whatever he was supposed to be doing while she was in school tomorrow. No way she could tell him she’d be taking Friday off. At least not until she ascertained whether she’d be spending a long weekend with him, or spending it licking her wounds.
Still on the phone, he came toward her. “Relax. Sales will pick up. Give me a couple of days and stop acting like an old woman. I’ll be back soon enough. See ya then.” He snapped the phone closed, all his annoyance disappearing. “So, what do you want to do tonight?”
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