Her Forbidden Marine (Hearts Ablaze: Men in Uniform Book 2) by Makenna Jameison Page B

I’m from California.  I can certainly come out to visit you.”
    “But Matt, we can’t.  I thought this was just a one-night sort of thing,” she said, panic rising within her.  Even though being with Matt had been more incredible than she could have ever imagined, she couldn’t risk getting in a relationship and having her heart broken all over again.  It had been tough enough moving on after Brody.  Opening herself up at all to Matt had been a huge step, and giving herself to him for one night alone was all she could manage right now.
    Matt stiffened beside her.  “What are you talking about?  You thought I’d take you home and fuck you and never want to see you again?”
    She gasped and pulled away from him, surprised at his harsh words and tone.  Holding the sheet to cover herself, she sat up and glared at him.  He eyed the fabric she clutched to her chest.  “No need to cover yourself up, gorgeous.  I’ve kissed and tasted every square inch of you in case you’ve forgotten.  Or should I make you moan my name a few more times so you remember?”
    “Matt, that’s enough,” Becky said, flushing.  “I thought we agreed to see each other last night.  Yes, things got out of hand and we slept together, but that doesn’t mean we have to start dating.”
    “The hell it doesn’t—we’re perfect for each other.  You’re just too damn scared to see it.”
    “I have to go,” Becky said, rising from the bed and hastily grabbing the clothing she’d left strewn across the floor.  She carried her things into the bathroom, closing the door behind her and quickly pulling on her bra and dress.  She had no idea where her panties had disappeared off to, but she wasn’t going to stick around and find out.  When she walked back out, Matt was dressed in jeans and a tee shirt, her panties dangling from his muscular hand.
    “Want me to put these on you, sweetheart?” he asked, stalking across the room toward her.
    “No,” she said, snatching them from him and stuffing them into her purse.
    “You sure liked it when I stripped them off of you last night.  When I tasted you.  Or have you forgotten already?” he asked, ducking down to meet her gaze.
    “Don’t be a jerk, Matt.  Even if last night was incredible, it doesn’t mean we should do it all over again every weekend.”
    “Fine, I’ll drive you home,” he growled, grabbing his keys from the dresser.
    “Don’t bother,” Becky snapped, turning to leave.  “I’ll call Melissa for a ride.”
    “Becky,” he ground out.  “Don’t be ridiculous.”
    “Thanks for ruining a perfectly good night,” she said, tears welling in her eyes.  “Now that I see what a jerk you are around women you’ve slept with, you can sure as hell bet it’ll never happen again.”
    Matt looked shocked and started to apologize, but Becky spun around and waved him off, hurrying toward the door.  She’d call Melissa or Jade to come get her, but there was no way she was spending another minute with that insufferable man.

Chapter 13
     
     
    Matt watched in disbelief as Becky bolted out the front door.  He wasn’t sure if he should chase after Becky and beg her to stay or let her cool down.  He’d lost his shit a few moments ago, taunting her with reminders of all the ways he’d enjoyed her body last night.  But it was more than a quick fuck to him—didn’t she get that?  “Damn it!” he shouted, punching the back of his sofa.  The soft cushions that met his fist were not nearly satisfying enough, and he longed to be at the gym pounding the hell out of a boxing bag.  Had Becky even wanted to be with him?  Maybe she’d been imagining she was with Brody or some other man.
    But no, he couldn’t have dreamed up the way she’d cried out his name over and over, clung to him as he made love to her, or gazed helplessly into his eyes.  She was falling, too.  He knew it.  He knew her.  She was just scared to be feeling something for a change.