The Quinn Brothers by Nora Roberts

Author:Nora Roberts
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Penguin Group USA, Inc.
Published: 2010-03-17T23:00:00+00:00

“We had great sex. I’m not denying it. We’re just not going to have it any longer.”

“Sex?” He grabbed her arms and shook her, and had the small satisfaction of seeing a flash of anger heat through the chill in her eyes. “That’s all it was for you?”

“That’s what it was for both of us.” It wasn’t going the way she’d planned. She’d expected him to be angry and storm out. Or to be relieved that she’d backed away first and walk away whistling. But he wasn’t supposed to confront her like this. “Let go of me.”

“The hell I will. I’ve been half crazy for you to get back. You turned my life upside down, and I’ll be damned if you’ll just stroll away because you’re through with me.”

“We’re through with each other. I don’t want you anymore, and it’s your bad luck I said it first. Now take your hands off me.”

He released her as if her skin had burned his palms. There’d been a hitch in her voice, a suspicious one. “What makes you think I’d have said it at all?”

“We don’t want the same things. We were going nowhere, and I’m not going to keep heading there, no matter how I feel about you.”

“How do you feel about me?”

“Tired of you!” she shouted. “Tired of me, tired of us. Sick and tired of telling myself fun and games could be enough. Well, it’s not. Not nearly, and I want you out.”

He felt the temper and panic that had gripped him ease back into delight. “You’re in love with me, aren’t you?”

He’d never seen a woman go from simmer to boil so fast. And seeing it, he wondered why it had taken him so long to realize he adored her. She whirled, grabbed a lamp, and hurled it.

He gave her credit for aim and gave thanks that he was light on his feet, as the base whistled by his head before it crashed into the wall.

“You arrogant, conceited, cold-blooded son of a bitch.” She grabbed a vase now, a new one she’d bought on the way home to cheer herself up. She let it fly.

“Jesus, Anna.” It was admiration, pure and simple, that burst through him as he was forced to catch the vase before it smashed into his face. “You must be nuts about me.”

“I despise you.” She looked frantically for something else to throw at him and snagged a bowl of fruit off the kitchen counter. The fruit went first. Apples. “Loathe you.” Pears. “Hate you.” Bananas. “I can’t believe I ever let you touch me.” Then the bowl. But she was more clever this time, feinted first, then heaved in the direction of his dodge.

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