Genie by Kitty French

Author:Kitty French [French, Kitty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, erotica
Publisher: KF Publishing
Published: 2015-02-24T05:00:00+00:00

‘Go away. It’s the middle of the goddamn night,’ Abel shouted, unwilling to get out of bed at the crack of dawn when he’d slept so badly.

‘It’s gone seven.’

Genie. Who else? He contemplated rolling over and going back to sleep, but if there was one thing he’d learned about the girl it was that she was tenacious. She’d probably knock on that door until her knuckles bled. Resigned, he yanked on his jeans and headed out of his room.

‘Come to throw something else at me?’ he said, lounging on the doorframe and trying to look disinterested. She was bare faced and wearing a white cotton slip, which unfortunately for him played right into his perfect fantasy of her. She looked as if she needed flowers threaded through her hair, like she’d stepped out of the pages of Pride and Prejudice. Pillageable.

‘Only to make a suggestion,’ she said simply. ‘Can I come in?’

He stepped aside, noticing she was barefoot as she passed him, surrounding him with the clean scent of fresh water and subtle feminine shower gel. She had a unique way of playing with his head, the constant push and pull sent him into a tailspin. Showgirl. Innocent. Showgirl. Innocent. She didn’t know it, but here, like this, she was most potent of all. He was already fighting the urge to pick her up and carry her to the bedroom.

Was she wearing anything underneath that thing? It had tiny buttons down the front, the kind that would bounce off the floorboards with a pleasurable ping if he took the fabric in his hands and pulled it open. She had to know what she looked like, all peaches and cream skin and her hair in waves down her back.

‘Coffee?’ he said, because he needed one himself.

She nodded and perched on a chair at his dining table. He moved around the kitchen, taking his time, pulling himself together. She waited quietly, not making small talk or even the tiniest wisecrack or jibe. What was coming next, he wondered? What role was she playing now?

At last, placing her coffee down, he took the next seat at the table and watched her.

‘Out with it then,’ he said, and she smiled a tentative smile that he knew would stay in his head for a while after she’d left.

‘Well,’ she began, and he could hear the nerves in her voice. ‘I think we need a different approach.’

He wasn’t sure what she meant. ‘Go on.’

She looked a little nervous. Uncharacteristically so.

‘I’m not going to throw things at you any more. Or call you names. Or fight with you all the time.’

‘That just about sums up our entire acquaintance up to this point,’ Abel said. ‘Are you suggesting we avoid each other altogether?’

‘No, not exactly,’ she said slowly, her hands curled around the mug on the table. ‘I thought we could try being friends.’

‘Friends?’ he said.

‘Or people who can get along with each other, at least,’ she added.

Did she think he was so easily fooled?

‘Are you trying to butter me up to stop me buying the theatre? Because it won’t work, Beauty.

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