I Think I Love You (Australian Sports Star Series Book 3) Read Online Free Page B

thought about it. Did he need to have an answer?
    “Now what?” he asked instead.
    She shrugged again. “Marky, darlin’, you’re about the best lover I’ve ever had in this bed, but you do suck when it comes to the after.”
    He laughed. “I suppose that goes with the territory, considering that my foreplay apparently lacks skills as well.”
    Sarah’s hand moved up his chest, and heat pooled in his groin again. Nope, he wasn’t done with her, yet. Not even close.
    “We’ve known each other for so many years,” she whispered. “Since primary school.” She laughed. “For Pete’s sake, you saw me naked when I was only eight or nine.”
    Markus joined her in her laughter.
    She grew serious. “Moving on into a relationship would possibly destroy our friendship. It never works.”
    Everything inside him agreed with her, although there was an urge to disagree, but he didn’t want to ruin the mood, or at least the bit of good mood they were in. He simply agreed with a nod.
    “How about some lunch? I’ll treat you to a nice lunch at the Waterfront Bistro.”
    She stretched, and Markus had another long look at her body.
    Nope, not done with her at all. Rubbing his face with his hand, he reminded himself this was and had to be a one off. That was all she was in for.
    “I’d love to,” she finally said, as she grabbed a sheet and wrapped it around her body before disappearing into the bathroom.
    Cursing, he threw back the duvet and slid his legs into his pants. There was no point lying to himself when he knew that sleeping with Sarah had been a mistake. Instead of moving on, he wanted her again, more than ever before. Once her mouth had touched his, common sense had gone right out of the window and stopped his brain. It’d been wrong for so many reasons, but mainly because he’d taken advantage of her emotional situation. It was as plain and simple as that. Of course, he had wanted her. All he’d remembered was her standing in that dress in front of him the day earlier. But she’d been hurt by Timmy. Markus had tried to warn her a few times that something seemed iffy about him, but she’d seen what she wanted to see and nothing else. He knew damn well Sarah had wanted to soothe her wounded pride. It hadn’t been him she’d wanted, but his body.
    Still, all Markus was able to think of was how great the sex with Sarah had been.
     
    ***
     
    When Sarah looked into the mirror, she was startled by the reflection. Instead of seeing a happy and contented woman, she stared at a face revealing a hint of self-doubt as well as a touch of regret. Tears began to trickle down her cheeks, and she stepped over to the shower to turn on the spray.
    As she splashed some water into her face, she heard a knock at the door. Her entire body was on alert and ready for more.
    “Sarah, something’s come up. I’ll catch up with you during the week,” she heard Mark saying.
    Turning off the water, she strained her ears to hear whether she might have misunderstood him—but she hadn’t. There was the distinct sound of the front door shutting. Leaning her head against the cold tiles, she tried to figure out her emotions.
    That was it? Catch up during the week? What the hell had happened the last five minutes?
    Not wanting to wash off his kisses with soap, she stepped out and wrapped herself in a towel. Again, she listened for any noises, but the house was quiet. Markus had left.
    Yes, she’d wanted to sleep with him, and yes, she had enjoyed every single second.
    Now what, he’d asked, but she’d played down the situation, too scared to tell him the truth, to tell him that she wanted more. It had obviously been just a one-time thing for him. Not that she’d blame him. She’d made it clear, that’d been all she was interested too.
    What a lie!
    Looking back over the last few months, they’d both been flirting with each other more than usual, and had spent more time together than before.
    Did they ruin a wonderful friendship?