Playing with Mr Arrogant

Chapter Six : Morning breakfast guest

Luna’s P.O.V

I pulled myself out of bed, feeling like crap. Too much drink and not enough sleep that was the issue. I needed coffee…coffee solved everything. I made my way to the kitchen in my panties and tank top, hair a mess but I wasn’t caring only person who would be see me was Carter, well if she came home last night, not 100% sure to be honest.

“Morning gorgeous.” I heard making me jump

Why does that sound like Marco? I must still be sleeping right cause there is no way he can be in my kitchen right? I gave myself a shake, rubbing my eyes and looking up…yup there he was sitting at my breakfast bad drinking my coffee. What the actual f**k? Why is he even in my house? This is beyond creepy

“What the f**k are you doing here?” I asked annoyed

“Came over with Patrick, he wanted to see Carter.” He smirked

“And you had to come with him? Why?” I asked folding my arms across my chest

“He and I had breakfast plans…he changed them…invited me to come with him.” he said

“And where is Carter?” I asked looking around, she was nowhere in sight

“They went out to grab us all breakfast…” he said

Why would Carter even think for a second leaving him here along in our apartment with me would be such a good idea? Or was that her plan? I swear she better not be trying to push us closer together since she knows why I am doing all this. I was pissed off but Marco never noticed he was too busy eyeing me up and down…Opps I am not exactly wearing much clothing, forgot about that for a moment. Hmm I could use this to my advantage… I must be doing something right if he is still looking at me this way when I look like this.

“Enjoying the view?” I said making him actually look me in the eye

“Mmm yes…it seems each time I see you Miss Luna you have less clothing on than the time before.” He smirked

I made my way over to where he was, standing in front of him

“You like that uh?” I purred, tugging my lower lip between my teeth

“Mmm I do…maybe next time that will mean you will having nothing on.” He said reaching for my hip and pulling me in between his legs

Here we go again…I decided to let him have it only for a few moments at least. He caressed my hip through my tee with his fingers, looking up at me, and the same lustful look in his eyes I noticed anytime he looked at me in the last twenty-four hours.

“Maybe in your dreams sweetie.” I said patting his cheek, pulling away and going over to make myself a coffee

I hear him growl and moan under his breath. I smirked to myself. I wiped the smirk of my lips, putting on my sweetest smile before turning back around, going over and sitting on the opposite end of the breakfast bar from him, taking a sip of my coffee. Our eyes met across the breakfast bar, neither of us saying anything as we drank our coffee. You couldn’t deny the tension between it…the s****l tension between us, it was hot in the air. I sat my coffee down, not breaking eye contact with him, teasingly running my tongue along my lower lip. I hear him swallow hard, his fists clenching onto the edge of the bar, grabbing it tightly enough I watched as they turned white.

“You Ok there Marco?” I asked innocently

“Do I f*****g look like I am alright?” he growled

“Do I get to you Marco? Does knowing you can’t have me get to you that much?” I said

“Are we still really going to play these games?” He asked

“You always play games Marco, you just aren’t used to not winning them.” I said

Marco got up from the seat, coming around to where I was. He grabbed the seat I was in, turning it around to face him. His eyes were dark from both lust and possibly a little anger too. Good, that tells me I am getting under his skin.

“I always win.” He hissed “We are wasting precious time with all these games…we could be in your bedroom f*****g…the best f**k you will ever have but you still wanna play games?” He added in a growl, his hand falling on my thigh

My breath caught in my throat, the sounds of what he was saying sounding more appealing to me than what it really should. He was getting to me and that is not how this is going to work

“The thing is…you couldn’t handle me. I would be too much woman for you.” I said pushing him away, turning back around to my coffee

Marco never had the chance to do or say anything because we heard the front door open, heard Carter giggling. I am guessing she was in flirt mode with him? Good on her, she deserves to have some fun because that last guy she was with was a complete ass so much so I punched him one night, that was the last night we seen him.

“I am surprised to find you two still fully clothed.” Patrick laughed

“Yes he wishes he couldn’t get me naked…” I laughed

“Sweetheart fight it all you want but this is going to end with us f**k…you know it…I know it.” He said winking at me

I flipped him off, grabbing the food from Carter’s hands, looking through it to see what there was

“There is a fruit salad in there for you…along with some pancakes.” Carter laughed

“Oh you know me so well my awesome best friend…thank you.” I said hugging her

“That I do…” She giggled “It is nice to see my boss is still alive.” She added in a whisper

“Barley!” I whispered back giggling

The four of us sat down for breakfast, Marco stealing glances as me every now and again. I never looked back at him though. Once I finished breakfast I got up from the table

“I am going for a shower.” I said walking away heading to my bedroom

I heard my phone vibrate against my bedside table. I knew exactly who it was before I even looked at it

Marco: You want some company? You and I could have a whole lot of fun in the shower x

How cliché…knew it was going to say something like that before I even read it

Luna: No thanks…can have more fun myself, thanks though x

I sat my phone down after that, heading to the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I stripped down, stepping into the shower and smirked to myself. I bet I have now gave him something to think about…I don’t think he realizes what he is for with me…