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.

then came Theodore's

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

be out the door as soon as they were

wound he

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

her wrist, pulling her back. "Phoebe, do you realize when you get all fiery

a clear, piercing look. "Theodore, Vanessa's back. After all the years you've kept her close to your heart, don't you think

spiked at the mention of Vanessa. "Mind your

door, yanking it

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

demeanor even further. "What, now you want to come

to