Forbidden Passion

Chapter 33 The Big Man’s Affair

Theodore caught the flying pillow with an easy stretch of his arm. Surprised, he looked at her; Phoebe, in her anger, somehow seemed more enticing. Her eyes sparkled with life.

"If you don't want to get up, we can go another round," he suggested.

"You beast!"

Phoebe was genuinely terrified. She scrambled out of bed, frantically dug out clean clothes from her luggage, and scurried into the bathroom.

Theodore touched his nose, and oddly enough, the gloomy mood that had clouded him for days cleared. He placed the pillow back on the bed and picked up the torn clothes tossing them into the trash.

Dressed, Phoebe stood by the sink, the mirror reflecting a cut at the corner of her mouth and her swollen lips.

She bit down hard. She never expected him to be gentle.

startled Phoebe, then came Theodore's drawl from outside, "You done yet?" Phoebe didn't

the door to find Theodore leaning casually against the wall, half-smirking at her. The very man who had been rough just moments before now stood there looking like a

the door as soon as they were done, but today appeared to be

wound he had inflicted earlier. His expression turned sheepish.

replied briskly, stepping past him. Even the most patient person has their limits,

you realize when you get all fiery like this, it just

grip and refusing to suffer more than she had to, she met his gaze with a clear, piercing look. "Theodore, Vanessa's back. After all

at the mention of Vanessa. "Mind your

strode to the hospital room door, yanking it open with a swift motion. Theodore's face burned as if he had been slapped. Just

embarrassed look, Mrs. Ziegler clung to the door frame, caught eavesdropping. Her dignity seemed to

"What, now you want to come

to return