Positively Pippa by Sarah Hegger

Author:Sarah Hegger [Hegger, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2017-04-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Matt waited until Pippa shut the door behind her before he put the car in gear and drove away. He hadn’t wanted to let her go home. The idea of keeping her wormed into his brain and got stuck. And then freaked him the hell out.

Not ten minutes after he’d made love to Pippa, he wanted to start all over again. The itch inside him to get deeper under her skin, to unravel the mystery of her kept growing.

Instead, he did the cuddling thing, and that ramped the twitch into a burn. Pippa had felt right in his arms. Tucked up to his side, her head in the crook of his neck, it felt peaceful, and like she belonged there.

This was not how he rolled. He liked a woman, and he pursued her. If she was on board with the idea, they hooked up—once, twice, however many times it took to work her through his system. The nagging pinch in his gut tightened. How many times would it take to get Pippa out of his system? Pippa had always been different. She had this siren’s call for him, drawing him closer every time she drifted into his life again.

He pulled up to the front of his house and climbed out of the car. Eric might have called it right at the site. Keeping things light with Pippa wasn’t going to work out for him at all. Maybe some part of him had always known that.

The debris from their carpet picnic still spread across his lounge. He grabbed up plates and glasses and carried them through to the kitchen. Pippa had left his sweats and T-shirt neatly folded over the back of the couch. The subtle fragrance of her still clung to the fabric and he pressed the shirt against his nose. The woman smelled like sin and heaven all in one massive wallop.

* * *

Pippa shut the door and blinked in the harsh light of the hallway chandelier. It looked like Phi had every light in the house turned on. “Phi?”

A crash pulled her to the salon at a run.

“Phi.” Her grandmother stood in the center of the room in an emerald velvet housecoat. Not a hint of makeup on her face, bird’s nest hair squatting on her head. “What happened?”

“I threw it.” Phi’s voice shook, and not vibrato. Whatever was going on here was beyond theatrics.

Pippa followed her pointing finger to the smashed remains of a Wedgwood shepherdess. “Why?”

“I want my stuff back.” Tears seeped out of Phi’s hot, angry eyes. “You didn’t tell me about all the things they’ve taken.”

No, she hadn’t. Pippa had kept that her little secret and it seemed Phi had found out. “I didn’t want to upset you.”

“You treated me like a child.” Phi swiped at her tears. “Like a doddering old woman not worthy of your respect.”

“No, Phi, I tried to protect you.”

Phi vibrated like a tuning fork. “Protect me? Me?” She ended on a shriek. Phi protected her vocal chords like a broody Rottweiler.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.