Somebody to Love: Sigh With Contentment, Scream With Frustration. At Time You Will Weep. Read Online Free Page B

should work on the doe-eyes and maybe grow some fur.
    ‘Oh,’ said, Donna a second later. ‘I only have Earl Grey though. Will that do?’
    ‘That will do nicely.’
    ‘Good. Sorry.’
    ‘But what would be nicer is if you’d stop saying sorry.’
    ‘Right.’ Donna turned back to the kettle. ‘Sorry.’
    Mark smiled. ‘Donna,’ he walked up behind her, placing a hand gently around her shoulder, ‘you have nothing to apologise —’
    ‘Crap!’ Mark stepped back again, fast, as Donna whirled around.
    But not fast enough.
    ‘ Jesus… Ouch!’ He clutched his drenched jacket away from his midriff. ‘ Christ, that is hot.’
    ‘Ohmy God ! I am so sorry! You took me by surprise. I… Hell !’ Donna flew at him, dragged his jacket open, grappled with his shirt.
    ‘Ahem.’ Mark glanced down, as she fumbled with his buttons. Well, if she was a sexual predator, she wasn’t very good at it. ‘Donna?’ Despite his best attempts at hiding his amusement, Mark’s mouth twitched up at the corners.
    ‘Ooh, bloody things.’ Donna cursed, frustrated.
    Mark laughed then, out loud. He couldn’t help himself.
    Donna gawped at him. ‘You’re burned,’ she said, aghast. ‘Why are you laughing?’
    ‘Because you look as if you’re about to saw my buttons off with your teeth.’
    ‘I can’t get them undone,’ Donna said, obviously mortified as she fumbled some more.
    He caught her hands. ‘Donna, it was just a drop of tea. I’m not burned.’
    She glanced down. ‘Sorr…’
    ‘Shush,’ Mark said, easing her chin up. ‘Never apologise, Donna. You have absolutely nothing to apologise for. Be confident. Believe in yourself. You’re a beautiful woman.’
    She blinked. Then blinked again. Then stood up on tiptoe and kissed his lips, a soft sweet kiss, which salved the scald under his shirt in an instant.
    Jesus, now that was an invitation he was definitely hard-pushed to refuse. He searched her eyes as she looked expectantly into his, then, hesitantly, he pulled her into his arms and pressed his mouth against hers, his tongue gently probing, exploring.
    Sweet Jesus, she tasted fantastic. Donna’s tongue darted into his mouth. Boldly she thrust her tongue deeper and Mark suspected if she stopped now he might well die on the spot.
    Tentatively, he trailed one hand the length of her spine, then stopped, his heart pounding, his thoughts colliding. She’d pulled away, dropped her gaze. He sucked in a breath.
    ‘Donna, what is it?’ he asked, his throat tight. ‘What’s wrong?’ He lifted her chin to look into her eyes, and the ground beneath him shifted slightly off kilter. Jesus Christ, she had tears in her eyes.
    ‘Hey, hey, gorgeous, what is it?’ He wiped a tear from her cheek with his thumb and pulled her hard to him, holding her, hoping to comfort her. What the hell had he done? He wrapped his arms tight around her.
    ‘I’m not gorgeous,’ Donna mumbled into his epaulette.
    ‘Excuse me?’ Mark spoke gently, breathing deep the sweet scent of her.
    She pressed her face closer. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said, grazing her thumb idly across his chest, which did nothing to dampen his arousal. ‘I mean… I’m just not sure…’
    ‘Not sure what?’ Mark eased back. Panic setting in, he tried to ease her chin back up.
    She wouldn’t look at him.
    ‘Donna? Do you want me to go?’
    ‘No!’ She snapped her head up, looking as bewildered as he felt. ‘I don’t want you to go. It’s just… I’m not sure I’m doing this right.’
    ‘What?’ Mark laughed. Her gaze hit the floor again. Wrong reaction, Mark. ‘Donna, you’re crackers. Crackers and utterly gorgeous.’ He cocked his head to one side to try and catch her eyes. ‘You don’t need to read your how-to guide. Whatever you’re doing, you are most definitely doing it right for me. And if you don’t believe me, I can give you hard evidence, trust me.’
    ‘It’s not a how-to guide. It’s a… sort of hint.’ She laughed. Thank