red and I froze when he gave me a heated look. Then his eyes concentrated on my lips, shifted to my breasts, then back up to my eyes. When I said ‘wild, hot sex,’ I just described him and what he could potentially do.
Gravitating toward me, his eyes locked lustfully on mine. His lips were just inches away as they parted to speak and I didn’t know how he got so close to me. “I would like to be your book boyfriend,” he said with the hottest sound that could sing out of his lustrous, lick-able mouth. The puff of his breath on my lips sizzled way down to my sex. He reached out to my face, his thumb sensually sliding, feather-light to touch my bottom lip with one long, slow stroke. As I watched his tongue glide over his bottom lip at the same time, I quivered beyond control.
Completely dumbfounded, I sat there staring at him and in my mind, I had already taken off my clothes for him. Blinking because that was all I could do, I wanted to say yes, but my pride and my head knew better and stopped me.
Suddenly, he broke his gaze and it felt like he had just dumped ice water over my head. “Is that what a book boyfriend would say and do?” he chuckled as he picked up our plates and took them to the kitchen.
What just happened? I was almost certain my face was deep red, because I felt it down to my toes. Was this how Jenna felt when she drank alcohol? Matthew came back and leaned against the wall by the television, looking so dreamy with his hands in his pocket. “I think you’ll be fine, but if it doesn’t start to heal or if the bleeding gets worse, you should ask Jenna to take you to the hospital. If she’s busy, then you can ask me.”
“I’m sure it’s fine,” I said, thinking how sweet that he’d offered. “I’ll just be hopping around for couple of days. Thanks for the eggs and the coffee, and thanks for helping me. I’m not good with blood.” Though I wouldn’t have broken the glass if he weren’t here in the first place, so it was his fault, but I sure didn’t mind him carrying me.
His lips curled into an amused smile, flashing his white teeth. “I could see that,” he nodded. “Anyway, I’d better go. Max and Jenna are taking too long. They should have been back by now. Max had already set up the whole deal before they went to take a look.” He paused and a brow lifted. “Unless…they took a detour.”
Looking at my confused expression since I had no idea what he was talking about, he put on the suit jacket that was slung on the sofa and started to step toward the door. “If they stop by, can you tell them…never mind, I’ll just text Max.” Placing his hand on the doorknob, he turned to see me right behind him. “So, book boyfriend, huh?”
“What?”
“You like wild, hot sex?”
“What? No. I didn’t say me,” I stammered and laid a light punch on his arm.
He just chuckled at my effort. “Well I don’t need a book girlfriend, that’s for sure. See you around, Becca. Some of us actually have work to do, and don’t get to stare at blank screens. Oh, and don’t look at my ass while I walk out the door. You’ll turn me on.” After he winked, he left.
His words should have annoyed me, but instead, I was turned on; and guilty as charged because he was right, I was looking. He looked so damn hot in that suit that I would have to be a freak not to look. I wanted to peel it off him slowly and enjoy every inch of him. His last comment seriously gave me hot flashes. From the moment we met, he turned me on, but I would never feed into his ego. Oh, but what an arrogant, sexy, hot ass!
C HRISTMAS WAS JUST AROUND the corner and I still hadn’t gotten anything for Max. I was supposed to go visit my parents, but Max was adamant that I shouldn’t fly, so I persuaded my parents to come to Los Angeles. I was actually glad Max convinced me to ask them to come. Since Becky wasn’t traveling to her parents, it would mean we would get to celebrate together with Nicole and Kate,