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1 " Half an hour into the movie, Margot started giggling, but it wasn’t a funny part or anything. When Quinn looked over at her, she was covering her mouth and nose with one hand while waving the other in front of her. He couldn’t hide his shock. No fucking way!“Margot! You did not just fart!” Quinn exclaimed. He was absolutely dumbfounded. No woman has ever farted in front of him, not even his mom. “I am sorry!” She laughed. “You would have never known if it did not smell!”Quinn burst out laughing. He caught a whiff and laughed harder as he clapped a hand over his nose. It wasn’t that bad, but he decided to play along. He was laughing so hard that he had tears running down his face. He couldn’t remember the last time he laughed until he cried. Margot too was laughing so hard that she had tears running down her face. She gave him a playful shove, which only made it harder for him to breathe. "
― Andria Large , Quinn (The Beck Brothers, #3)
2 " Margot shrugged nonchalantly and took a sip of her water. Quinn took a sip of his water, still looking at her over the end of the bottle. She was holding a Nook in her lap, and he looked down at what she was reading. As he started reading a paragraph, he almost choked on his water, slapping a hand over his mouth before he spit it all over the place. Margot looked at him, startled. “Are you alright?” she asked, concerned. Quinn nodded. “Fine,” he wheezed. “What the hell are you reading?”Margot grinned. “It is a romance novel,” she said, completely unashamed. “A romance novel has graphic sex in it?” he asked, bewildered. Margot laughed. “Some of them do.” She shrugged. He frowned. “Why are you reading that?”“It is a good book.” She grinned and wagged her eyebrows at him. Quinn’s lips twitched. Dammit. He didn’t want to laugh, but she was seriously cute when she wagged her eyebrows at him. “Would you like me to read some to you?” she asked in a low sultry voice, while giving him a suggestive little wink. Quinn swallowed hard. “No. That’s okay,” he croaked. If she read that book to him in her sexy French accent, he would be sporting a tent, and he doubted the rest of the people on the plane would appreciate that. “No? The woman in it is very sexy,” Margot purred, giving him a naughty smirk.Quinn narrowed his eyes at her. Was she trying to get him worked up? Well, two could play that game. He leaned in closer to her so that his lips brushed the shell of her ear when he spoke.“Unless you want to take care of the hard-on that I will soon be sporting, I suggest you stop talking about your naughty little book,” he whispered huskily. "
3 " The seminar was long and boring and Quinn was seriously cranky. He did not want to go through another two days of sitting through watching some stick-up-his-ass talk about shit he already knew. Margot paid attention for the first half of it, but she started to get bored, also. And when Margot gets bored, she fidgets. Quinn almost strangled her today. He thought about many creative ways to end her fidgeting, many of them involved duct tape. Duct tape was a man’s best friend after all...no wait, that was dogs. "
4 " Margot cursed her big mouth as she nodded. Quinn picked Margot up, moved her off his lap and stood. He glared down at her for a moment before heading for the front door. “Quinn! Where are you going?” Margot called after him since she could not chase him. Quinn whirled around, his fists clenched at his sides. “Dammit, Margot! That’s not the kind of shit you tell everyone and their mother! That was embarrassing shit that I thought would stay just between us!” he snapped then let out a bitter laugh. “And you want me to tell you my biggest secret? You’re out of your fucking mind if you think that’s going to happen now. Jesus Christ...how can I be with you if I can’t trust you?” Margot flinched as if slapped. "
5 " You can’t touch me,” he rasped. His voice was even lower and more gravelly than normal. "Margot frowned and searched his eyes but said, “Okay.”“Okay?” he clarified.“Okay,” she said, tilting her face up to kiss him again. "
6 " I’ll be back,” he said and walked out the door without waiting for Margot’s response. He pulled out his phone and called Sebastian. Most likely, a mistake, but whatever, he needed to talk to someone. “Ribbit, ribbit.” Sebastian answered after the third ring. Quinn laughed. “You are such a dick.”Sebastian chuckled. “What’s up, little brother? "
7 " Margot went through the metal detector first. She cleared it and went to the end of the conveyor belt to grab her stuff. Quinn walked through next without a problem. He was just grabbing his laptop bag when a TSA member approached him. “Sir, we need you to step aside for a random pat down,” said the man who looked like freaking Stone Cold Steve Austin. Quinn stared at him. At least they were about the same height. Stone Cold had probably about fifty more pounds of muscle over Quinn, though, and Quinn wasn’t a small guy by any means. He was a bit of a fitness and health nut and liked to keep his body in shape. “Seriously? Do I look like a terrorist to you?” Quinn snapped before he could think better of it. Stone Cold’s eyes narrowed threateningly. “Sir, come with me please,” he said firmly. "