“It was a red light for the other driver. Instead of stopping, he decided to go for it. What a stupid idiot. I can’t stand people that drive like that.” Matthew was flustered, as if he was reliving that moment. “It was a green light for me. I headed for the intersection. By the time I saw the car, it was too late. I tried to swerve around it. It happened so fast that it was impossible to stop the collision. You know what makes me mad? The man was driving under the influence of alcohol. I could smell it on his breath when he got out of the car to talk to me.”

“Did he get arrested?”

“All I know was that the officer was testing him. I’m sure he was arrested. Luckily, the officer was nearby so it only took him about five minutes to get to us. Someone had already called the ambulance, too. Since my car was really trashed, I called the tow truck. After the cop got my information, I left. The accident happened right in front of the hospital. How convenient.” There was sarcasm in his tone. “I went inside to call you. My cell phone is somewhere in the car. I couldn’t find it.

“You know what makes this situation worse? His friend. He didn’t reek of alcohol, but he didn’t say a word. He should have been the designated driver. How stupid is he?” Matthew started getting fired up again. “You do not get in the car with a wasted person, and you do not let your friend drive drunk. I don’t care what that ass**le said to his friend to convince him he was fine. That is just f**ked up. I don’t understand people.”

With one of my hands on the steering wheel, the other began rubbing his arm for comfort. I exhaled a long sigh. “Maybe his friend didn’t know he was out of it.”

“Either that or he’s just a dumb f**k.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re safe.”

“Me too. The right side of the car was smashed in. I got really lucky.”

“Nurse Becca will take good care of you.”

Matthew smiled at me with twinkle in his eyes, like he was envisioning a scenario with the both of us in it. “Nurse Becca, I hurt everywhere. I’m going to need a lot of tender loving care.”

“Nurse Becca is good at making her patient, Matthew, feel better...everywhere.”

Matthew batted his eyelashes at me. I couldn’t help take a quick look at him when he leaned to my side. Thank goodness we were at a red light. “Would you like to start tonight?”

I let out a small chuckle and playfully rolled my eyes. “You feeling up to it? You want me to stay the night?”

Matthew’s bottom lip curled down and gave me a lost puppy look. Oh God! He looked so adorable. I wanted to eat him up in the car. “Please...I’ll beg if you want me to.”

When he leaned even closer, my body succumbed to his proximity. It didn’t matter where we were or what we were doing, his body being that close to mine gave me electrifying tingles. I could already feel the erotic heat spreading through every part of me. Of course he didn’t have to beg; I had already planned to stay the night.

Chapter 11

Becky

Matthew lived in Max’s penthouse complex, except on the floor below Max. I wondered if Jenna was there. It was getting harder to see her on a daily basis; she was either at Max’s or I was at Matthew’s.

For a man’s place, Matthew kept it pretty clean. It did help that he had a maid do his laundry, go to the dry cleaner for him, and tidy things up for him. Spoiled! His place was decorated with modern yet elegant furniture. The back wall, which was nothing but glass, gave an amazing view of the city lights below.

We swung by a restaurant, picked up Chinese takeout, and ate at his place. After dinner was done, we washed up and settled on the bed. Matthew picked up a magazine from his nightstand to read. With his back against several pillows, he finally looked relaxed. I could feel his eyes flickering to me, then back to his magazine. Matthew was acting adorable. He wanted my attention, but he tried not to show it. Seeing me engrossed in a book, I assumed he didn’t want to bother me.

At first I was sucked away and I couldn’t stop reading, but always aware of Matthew’s movement no matter what I was doing. I took a peek of him from the corner of my eyes; I couldn’t help it. I wanted to see what he would do next to get my attention.

Matthew shifted, cleared his throat, and turned the page again. It took every ounce of self-control to keep from giggling. Playing along, I turned away from him slightly so my back was to him. When I heard him release a small growl, I knew he was annoyed.

Suddenly, Matthew slipped his arms around my waist and spun me around. His legs anchored over mine, and he snatched my book away, imprisoning me with his hands. His lips were a breath away from mine. “I don’t think you need that.”

“Hey! That’s not nice. I was reading.”

“The book is getting more attention than me.” Matthew curled his lips into that sexy pout. At that moment, I wanted to eat him up, but I controlled myself. “I don’t like it when your book boyfriends steal you away from me. Who is it this time?”

I played along. “His name is Mason.”

“Really?” Matthew’s eyebrows pinched at the center. “So you’re admitting you have a book boyfriend? What’s so special about Mason?”

“Is this a trick question? ’Cause you know I read for a living, right?”

Matthew’s hand ran through my hair. “I do. I know many things about you, like where you like to be kissed.” With a gentle twist of my neck, Matthew opened his lips and ever so softly started sucking on that tender spot right below my earlobe. Then he stopped and looked at me. “Well...you haven’t answered me.”