Page 2 of Tempting Marcus


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My belly clenches like a wild thing when his heated stare feels like it strips me bare.

“Ummm. That’s good to know. However, that is neither here nor there. My point is that all I need from you is your silence.”

He stands up straight and his greasy hands flex on his hips. He pulls a white towel out of his pocket and wipes his hands and then throws it on the engine. His fingers plow through his dark, curly hair. His tanned skin stretched taut across his cheekbones flushes brick red.

“I don’t think that’s true, princess, and if you think that’s true…you’re lying to yourself.”

My back stiffens and I grit my teeth, forcing myself to keep my eyes focused on his lean face.

“It is true. I need to get some sleep.”

“You go to bed this early? On weeknights?”

“On weekends too.”

His eyes drift up and down my body again and I have to force myself not to shiver.Those damn eyes!

“You need to get a life, sweetheart. Get some man to prowl that gorgeous body and rock your world.”

“Like you!’ I scoff.

“At least I know what to do with a gorgeous body like yours.” His eyes skitter up and down my body again and I have to fight the full-body quake when his deep voice says gorgeous.

I shake my head and turn around, stomping away from him, trying to forget about his body. His sense of humor. Every single freaking thing about him that makes my body heat to an unnatural degree.

“I need to go to sleep, Mr. Gray. Just do me a favor and keep it down.”

Stomping off, I lift my shoulders and head when he grunts behind me, knowing that he will have to have the last word. It’s ingrained in him.

“I’ve asked you to call me Marcus, princess. I wish you’d remember that. Good neighbors and all that.”

I don’t even pause, just keep going, forcing myself not to give in to the urge to run.

“Good neighbors don’t keep their neighbors up all night with loud noises!” I call, reaching my door.

“Depends on how they’re getting those loud noises. I know a way that you’d really enjoy staying awake and loud noises!”

Cringing, I duck inside my door and slam it shut, my cheeks flaming at his double entendre.

The damn man can’t help but push my buttons. The bigger problem is that I think I like it.

There’s no way that anything is ever going to happen with me and Marcus Gray.

Not if I can help it. The big question is how long before he loses interest and stops playing with me like a cat with a mouse.

The next question is why the hell does the thought that he’ll lose interest hurt so much.

CHAPTER TWO

MARCUS

It’s been quiet over at my neighbor’s place for the last few days but I have my eyes locked on that house every second that I’m home. I grin when I think of our last showdown. I shouldn’t try to get her pissed but I can’t say that I will ever stop.

It’s too much fun watching her lose her mind. She stiffens up and her green eyes sparkle with so much fire that my dick comes to life and starts begging to get out. Ever since she moved in to the house across from me, all I’ve thought about, dreamed about and wanted was her.

She won’t give me the time of day though. So I’ve had to get creative. A fact which has not endeared me to her. But I need her attention. Need to see her. When I go for a whole day without seeing her, it feels like I’m about to snap. Like I’m so on edge that I’m going to lose my mind if I don’t get my daily fix.

She’s so different from any woman I’ve ever met. Her black glasses perch on the edge of a dainty nose and frames her sea green eyes like a picture frame. Her cheeks are lightly tanned naturally and she’s got the tiniest little pattern of freckles on her nose and cheeks. Not really apparent unless you’ve stared at her gorgeous face, memorizing every line and curve.

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