Suspicions (The Battling McGuire Boys Book 3) by Cynthia Eden

Author:Cynthia Eden [Eden, Cynthia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, Fiction, Thriller, Crime, Suspense, Romantic Suspense, Intrigue, Psychological Suspense, Danger, Brothers, Family Saga, Drama, Rancher, BFF, Safe Haven, Trust, Killer, Stalking, Secrets, Terror, Old Love
ISBN: 9780373698554
Google: RO4gCgAAQBAJ
Goodreads: 25110800
Publisher: Harlequin Intrigue
Published: 2015-08-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

When Ava opened her eyes, Mark was gone. She sat up quickly, her gaze flying around the room. She’d crashed, hard, and for the first time in longer than she could remember, she didn’t know if nightmares had haunted her.

She couldn’t remember anything about her dreams.

As she gazed around that room, the only thing she knew for certain was that... I’m alone.

Swallowing, she rose from the bed and made her way toward the bathroom. She hurried into the shower, and a quick jerk of her wrist sent the hot water powering down on her. Ava put her head under the stream, letting the water soak her hair.

Mark is gone.

What had she expected? Honestly, Ava didn’t know. She hadn’t thought much past the passion of the moment with him. She’d just wanted to grab on to him, wanted to hold tight and see if reality would be any match for her fantasies.

Reality had rocked. But she hadn’t thought about the morning after.

A burst of cold air hit her, and Ava whirled around. The shower door had been opened and Mark—Mark was standing there, staring at her. He was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. His hair was tousled, and his eyes seemed to be eating her alive.

The water kept pounding down on her. He kept staring at her. Yes, he definitely had the look of a starving man.

Ava’s fingers flew out and turned off the rush of the water. The drip-drip-drip seemed incredibly loud in that moment. “I thought you’d gone.”

A faint line appeared between his brows.

She was so not sounding sophisticated and cool. But sophisticated and cool were incredibly hard to do when a woman was standing naked in the shower, dripping wet, and her lover was fully clothed in front of her.

“I made you breakfast,” he said, his voice gruff.

Her lips parted in surprise. He’d cooked for her? That was...nice.

“But the food’s going to have to wait,” he muttered and he stepped into the shower. She automatically glanced down and saw that he wasn’t fully dressed, after all. His feet were bare—

He kissed her. Mark pushed her back against the tiled wall, and his mouth took hers. This wasn’t a getting-to-know-you sort of kiss. They were far, far past that stage. When his lips touched hers, she felt as if he were claiming her. Only fair—she definitely wanted to claim him. Her wet hands grabbed for his shirt, and she shoved it up and out of her way. She wanted to touch him, skin to skin. The press of his lips against hers had ignited a firestorm of desire within her.

His hands were sliding over her body, caressing her breasts and stroking her aching nipples. Then down, down his hand went. She was slick from the shower, and he pushed his hand between the folds of her sex. Ava rose onto her tiptoes, gasping because his touch felt so good.

Everything about Mark felt right.

“Am I...hurting you?” He seemed to force out the words.

She pressed a kiss to his neck.

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