Need You Now (Martha's Way Series Book 2)

NEED YOU NOW

Martha’s Way Book 2

Mika Jolie

Sensual Romance

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Need You Now

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Dedication

To my husband, thank you so much for all of your
support and for taking over our happy chaos when I need to write.
A toast to our lifetime of dating.
You are my biggest fan
and that makes you even sexier than you already are.
Je t
’aime.

My wonderful group of writers – WWLR – You all ROCK!

A special thanks to:

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Jeanne King.

You continue to push me and make me better.

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this wouldn’t be as much fun. Thank you so much for all you’ve helped me to
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Anyone else I may have missed. Fear not, there are more
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NEED YOU NOW

Martha’s Way Book 2

Mika Jolie

Copyright © 2014

Chapter
One

“Sex is the consolation you have when
you can’t have love.”

Gabriel García Márquez

At the age of twenty-eight there were things Lily should be
immune to or come to expect, like colds and cheating boyfriends.
Correction
—
cheating lovers.
Really, she had n
o clear definition of what role Adam played in her life, and that was
part of the problem.  Of course, after she caught her fiancé sexting
another woman, you’d think she’d be more guarded. Nope. Instead she went to
Martha’s Vineyard for a weekend. Hooked u
p with the
sexy Italian, gave him the benefit of the doubt and agreed to their long
distance, no strings attached, no dating or exchanging any bodily fluid with
anyone else relationship.

Ha! Once again, she found herself
to be
the butt of the joke.

Lily
fought
back a sneeze, and the terrible need to close her heavy eyelids and drift into
a sweet, mindless sleep. Except she already knew such sweet relief would be
impossible to achieve for several reasons.

First reason, it appeared she’d managed to catch a
cold in the middle of September–the wonderful month when
summer said its final farewell to autumn, when one could start saying goodbye
to the stifling heat, welcome the cool, crisp air of fall, and go for long jogs
against the backdrop of colorful leaves.

Nope. Not her.

Instead, she spent most of the day cuddling with her new
BFF
s
—
a box of tissues and antibiotics. How she managed to get
out of bed and wiggle her way into her sexy, come-get-me little black dress was
still a mystery.

“We could have reschedule
d,” the
strong, masculine voice said from across the table.

She flashed her date a smile and tried her best to show
some interest, because the second reason for sleep deprivation was why she had
agreed to this blind date. Adam Aquilani,
the
 
lethally
gorge
ous,
unflappable Formula One racer, the reason behind her superhuman strength. She
needed to forget him and say
arrivederci
to her
lover for the past year.

“No, I’m okay.
Just
a little cold.”
In reality, she was b-o-r-e-d
out of her brain and every muscle in
her body ached. She needed her bed. She was angry at Adam. He needed to stop
occupying all of her functioning brain cells. Just the knowledge that he
possessed the ability to penetrate her thoughts during this hour was
irritating.

She was done with him. Wasn’t she?

Well, of course she was. She just needed to tell him. And
she would do that first thing in the morning and interrupt his beauty sleep at
wherever the hell he was at the moment. Morocco. No, Italy. He should b
e there now with his parents for a few days before flying
back to Boston.
Possibly
jet-lagged.
She smiled as she considered his displeasure when she’d
interrupt his sleep.

Yes, the time difference suited her just fine, although she
would have preferred to
catch him while he was in
Morocco for his race. After a year of sleeping with him, she knew his days
never started before nine in the morning, North America, Eastern Time zone,
regardless of the continent
.

She would call and tell him to go to hell. That was sure to
bruise his inflated ego.
 
She’d bet
her beloved 1997 SL320 convertible Benz that no female had ever given the great
Adonis his walking papers. This would be a first.
A sudden, grating sound
interr
upted her thoughts as her phone chirped inside
her tiny green purse on the table.
She glanced at the thin watch around her wrist; probably
one of her overly protective brothers checking up on her. She decided to ignore
the call. Time to show some interest
in…oh…what was
his name again?
Shit!
She couldn’t remember her date’s name.
She just knew it wasn’t Adam. And thank goodness for that. What’s-his-name was
sexy in his own way, tall, dark, and
handsome.
As a matter of fact, he even resembled the dark, brood
ing Italian she was getting ready to dump.

Wait, could one dump a fuck buddy?

She needed to check the etiquette on that.
But not now.
She needed to focus and enjoy
what’s-his-
name…
Paul. There, she remembered.

 
She smiled in
relief. Paul smiled back before
ordering a bottle of
wine. Okay, the wine would help.

“So, Paul, you must enjoy working with children.” Small
talk always lightened awkward situations.

Her date’s handsome face frowned a little, only to be
replaced quickly with a smile.
“Of course, they’re fun.”

See, she could do it. Her phone chirped again.

“Should you check to make sure all is well?”

Lily dismissed the suggestion with a slight wave. “That’s
one of my overly protective brothers.”

Paul’s face knitted in agreement.
“Oh
…
ho
w many are there?”

“Three,” she answered as casually as possible. She didn’t
need to tell him her brothers had threatened to break the legs of her last
boyfriend.
Correction
—
ex-cheating scumbag fiancé.

Paul choked on his water and flagged the waiter. It wa
s obvious the thought of three protective brothers scared
the guy a little bit. Lily didn’t blame him. She wondered how Adam would react
to her brothers. He’d most likely go toe-to-toe with them.

Did he even know she had siblings? She searched her mind
and
tried to remember if they ever talked about
anything other than what are you wearing?
Another round?
Let’s fuck.

Nope.
Nothing.

She leaned forward and tried her best to appear more
inviting. “They can be a bit much, but nice guys.”

“I’m sure,” he replied,
his
voice, deceptively calm.

“Tell me all about your life as a pediatrician,” she
quickly suggested, hoping to shift gears and focus back on handsome doctor
Paul. Her friend responsible for this set up had told her he was reliable and a
one-woman-at-a-tim
e type of guy. Not the type who
would be caught on camera kissing scantily-clad women with fake, perky breasts
after a victory race.

“Actually, I’m a chiropractor,” Paul corrected.

Oh. Damn.
Her
mistake.
Embarrassed, she fanned her warm cheeks. “I’m so sor
ry.”
She made a mental note to get all the facts straight next time she agreed to a
blind date.

Her phone beeped again. Damn it! It wasn’t like her
brothers to bother her that much
…
unless
something was actually wrong. “I’m sorry, but I need to check my mes
sages. Something may be wrong.” She offered the apology
while reaching for her phone.

The text read—

Liliana

Her heart hitched. Oh Lord, only one man ever called her by
her full name.

The second text read—

Where
are you? I’ve been trying to reach you
for two days
.

Her breath caught. She had been ignoring his calls and text
messages the last two days. She needed to focus and figure out how to dump his
ass. Even the fact that her best friend, Minka, had defended him and advised
her to give him a chance
to explain had set her off.
She couldn’t blame her friend, though. Her mind was clouded and she was high on
love. In about eight weeks, Minka was going to marry one of Adam’s best
friends. Except Jason had been a model fiancé and never felt the need to kis
s any other but his lovely soon-to-be wife. She couldn’t
say that about Adam Aquilani.

I’m imagining you
naked in my bed.

Oh, God. The room
became sweltering
hot. She
sat in the broiling heat Adam generate
d
even miles away.
 

I’m
horny and I want to
make you come. Phone sex?

Her breath rose to her chest and that little spot between
her thighs throbbed with need. She didn’t need to read further. She knew the
messages would get more explicit. That was Adam’s way and somehow he had
managed to entangle h
er in his dirty little games,
including phone sex.

As if the metallic device burned her skin, she dropped the
phone in her purse and turned her attention to Paul.

“Is everything okay?” he asked, his eyes on her.

“Ummm, yes.
Sorry about that.”

“You look flu
shed.”

Flushed was an understatement. More like completely turned
on and would jump Adam if he were the one sitting across from her.
Except it was good old pop-your-back
Paul.
And thank God for that.

“I’m okay.” But
her voice came out a little shaky, rough
.

Paul continued to stare at her, confusion evident. Lily
flashed him a perky smile, leaned toward him and tried to appear interested.

Her date smiled pleasantly as he reached for her hands.
“Lily, there’s someone else.” It was more a statement than a ques
tion, his voice calm with no hint of anger.

Damn you, Adam!

Stricken with guilt, she pulled her gaze from his. It was
one thing to want revenge on her lover, but it was another to bring an innocent
party into her mess. “Yes,” she confirmed in a soft
whisper.
It made her angry that someone could have such a hold on her even miles away.
Hell, right now he was on another continent altogether. “No…I mean, kind of,
but not really.” Damn it, she was rambling. Lily let out a frustrated sigh and
looked into P
aul’s friendly eyes. “He’s not a
boyfriend.”

Paul chuckled, probably over how ridiculous she sounded. He
released her hand and leaned back in his chair. “Well, whatever he is, he’s
pretty persistent. Is he going to show up here?” he asked with genuine conc
ern.

“Oh, God no.
He’s in Italy.”

Paul brows went up. “You’re dating a man who lives in
Italy? That’s almost an impossible relationship unless he’s some globe-hopping
superstar.”

She almost laughed in agreement
but instead said, “We’re not dating.”

Her
date nodded, seeming to
finally understand the status of her relationship. “How about we continue to
enjoy dinner with no expectations? Maybe I can even convince you to drop him
and go for something steadier and closer to home. You don’t seem like the casu
al type.”

Paul was right on one thing, she’d never done the casual
thing until she threw caution to the wind and threw herself at Adam. As for
convincing her to go for something steadier and closer to home, she doubted
that very much but decided to continu
e their date
anyway. Although the more she tried to brush Adam out of her mind, the more he
penetrated.