Straight Up Irish by Magan Vernon

Author:Magan Vernon [Vernon, Magan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Entangled, Embrace, new adult, New adult romance, Romance, NA, NA romance, contemporary, Contemporary Romance, Irish, fake relationship, fake wedding, Marriage of Convenience, Fake Fiancée, opposites attract, Rags to Riches, billionaire, alpha, On the road, Playboy
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Embrace)
Published: 2018-01-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Connor

Time seemed to slow down.

Fallon barely talked to me at work, saying she was too busy for lunch. When we were home, she made her responses short and went to bed early every night. I didn’t think she’d been sober enough to remember me turning her down, or her fight with her ex, but I was wrong.

Though I’d moved on, trying to bury everything in the back of my head, she hadn’t.

“Morning, pinky,” I said, turning over in bed, where she was curled up in the corner. I put my arm around her warm body, willing her to scoot closer and press her arse to me.

I told myself I needed to let it be. That she wasn’t going anywhere, and we’d both keep our promise no matter what happened. But even as I thought about living the rest of our time together in contempt, my chest tightened.

“I should shower,” she muttered, not even touching or turning toward me. Then she sat up and crawled out of bed, making her way to the bathroom.

I scrubbed my hands over my face, watching her walk away. I couldn’t continue this little game. If we were going to be married eventually, we couldn’t be miserable. It was time to make amends.

The bathroom door opened easily. I had to try and keep my breath steady while looking at the silhouette of her naked body behind the shower curtain.

My cock rose to the occasion, but if I was going to have a serious conversation with her, I couldn’t just shag her. No matter how badly I craved her.

I threw open the shower curtain.

She gasped, turning toward me. Her arms flew across her body as if that could cover the view of her supple breasts. My cock now strained against my boxers.

“Connor! What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

I clenched my jaw, keeping my grip on the shower curtain so my hands didn’t roam other places. “Do you remember the other night?”

“What? Is this really the conversation we need to have while I’m in the shower?” She turned off the water and grabbed a towel from the rack, wrapping it around her quickly.

“Just answer the question.” I growled, trying to keep my eyes on her face.

“I’m not talking about this. Not now, not ever,” she muttered, trying to push past me, but I grabbed her shoulder gently. With my free hand, I tipped her chin, forcing her not to look away.

Without any makeup or the frames of her glasses between us, I could see just how blue her eyes were. She was a girl who cared for everyone else. The girl who was willing to marry a man just so he could keep his company and her grandmother could stay in a home. Not only was she caring, but beautiful. I couldn’t deny how much I ached to touch her, all of her.

“Do you remember that American gobshite making assumptions about us then you begging me to shag you?” I snapped, and she winced in response.

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