Fame & Obsession (Lords Of Lyre Book 1) by Cora Kenborn

Author:Cora Kenborn [Kenborn, Cora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2016-10-24T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Julian

It took two days for Phoebe to stop beating the shit out of me for the paparazzi stunt I pulled outside the deli. I couldn’t blame her. It was over the top. I had no intention of doing it until I saw that fucker using our separation to make a play for her.

I’d been stalking her just like she’d accused me of doing since the day we met. I couldn’t help it. If she believed one text from her ended what started in that hotel room, she was fucking crazy. The woman lived under my skin, and it drove me insane to see her with another guy.

If I thought she consumed me before, since we’d given in to the violent attraction between us, I’d become a man obsessed. Multiple shades of red blinded me when he touched her. It didn’t matter how innocent she thought his intentions were.

Phoebe Ryan had absolutely mind fucked me.

Things had been surprisingly calm between us the last few days. Phoebe and I did everything to extremes. We fought hard and fucked harder. She challenged me when I deserved to be challenged, yelled at me when I refused to listen, and gave herself body and soul when I needed her.

After a morning in bed, she’d remained uncharacteristically quiet. Lifting her head, she bit into one of the few remaining strawberries as she lay draped over me, blue eyes worried at the corners. “Still no leads on who took that picture?”

I lowered my eyes, knowing what she wanted to hear but having nothing of value to offer her. “It was probably just an overzealous fan, Phoebe. It happens a lot.”

She heaved a sigh and dropped her cheek back against my chest. “You’re placating me and purposely keeping me in the dark again. That’s not fair.”

The truth was I had no idea who had photographed us, or why. I had my suspicions and had no other course of action but to wait for another burner text warning me to stay away from the woman in my arms. But the warning never came. The whole situation made me wonder if we both were slightly paranoid.

“Princess, you’ve got to start trusting me a little.”

She sat quietly, deep in thought. “But do you trust me? Do you even know me? What’s my full name? What’s my favorite color? What was my first job? Don’t you think people in real relationships should know these things?” Her voice shook as she rolled slightly off of me. Even in the haze of doubt, I could see a glimmer of hope dance in her eyes.

I pushed a piece of dark hair away from her face. “Phoebe Nicole Ryan, yellow, and you worked the concession stand at a ballpark.”

“Stalker,” she joked with a half smile.

“I trust you, princess,” I assured her. “I need you to trust that I won’t let anyone hurt you. You’re mine, Phoebe, every yellow-loving, hot-dog-stand-working inch of you.”

I pulled her to me and devoured her neck, and she leaned into me, wordlessly inviting me in.

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