Desiring The Reilly Brothers by Maureen Child

Author:Maureen Child
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Harlequin Mills & Boon Ltd.

Chapter Eight

Connor’s weight pressed Emma into the mattress, making each breath an adventure. But she didn’t mind. In fact, she loved the feel of him lying atop her.

She loved the hum still vibrating inside her body. She loved how he made her feel when he touched her. She loved touching him and seeing his response flicker in his eyes.

And she was using the word love way too many times.

She put a mental stop to that real fast. Opening her eyes, Emma stared blindly up at the ceiling and tried to get a grip on the emotions churning through her. But it wasn’t easy. Connor’s breath labored in her ear and his heartbeat raced in tandem with her own. And she wondered if his stomach was suddenly doing a weird little pitch and roll.

Probably not.

Guys didn’t spend a lot of time thinking about the repercussions of sex. Guys only thought about getting sex, and then once they’d had it, they worried about getting it again. Life was simpler for the Y chromosome set.

But as far as Emma was concerned, things had just gotten really complicated.

“I’m smashing you.”

“Only a little.” Stupid. She shouldn’t have said that. Should have said, Yes, you are. Move over. But she hadn’t wanted him to move and what did that say? Oh, God, she wasn’t sure she wanted to know what that said.

Instantly the memory of Father Liam’s warning came crashing back at her, echoing over and over again in her mind. Something about “being careful because sometimes even the best-laid traps snapped shut on the wrong target.”

She squeezed her eyes shut and deliberately shut down the memory. Her trap had worked fine. Just as she’d planned. She’d gotten him into bed, hadn’t she? She’d proven to Connor that she was as female as the next woman and she’d made sure he’d lost that stupid bet with his brothers.

No problem.

She squelched a groan. So if everything was so great, why wasn’t she celebrating?

Connor lifted his head and, poised above her, he blocked her view of the ceiling and forced her to meet his gaze. She stared up at him and her heart gave a slow jolt that shuddered through her body like ripples on the surface of a pond.

Oh, boy.

“Damn, Emma…” His voice trailed off as he brushed a stray lock of blond hair off her forehead.

His features were stamped with an expression of stunned surprise, and Emma wasn’t sure whether to be flattered or insulted. And did it really matter?

“That was—” he stopped and grinned “—amazing.”

Oh, yeah, it had been, she thought, feeling the power of his smile slam into her. Amazing, earthshattering, completely befuddling. Emma squelched a groan that was building deep inside her. She didn’t want to put hearts and flowers on this night. That wasn’t what this had been about.

She wasn’t in love with Connor Reilly.

Didn’t want to be in love with him.

That wasn’t in the plan.

She’d set out to make him lose that bet for being so damn insulting, and she’d succeeded. That’s all she had to remember here.

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