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“I’m fresh. No worries, love.” I nodded. “And you’re here, so yeah. I’m more than okay.”
Anna’s eyes damn near glittered as she looked at me, and I wondered if she really was some sort of angel—a bright light seemed to flood everything she touched—but no, angels weren’t alive. Anna was my real-life miracle.
“That was a risky thing you did!”
I turned at the sound of Les’s voice. “You came, too?” I faked a laugh.
“You think I was going to miss this?” On his crutches, Les stopped before Anna and me. “Hi, Holly. You’re looking as lovely as ever.”
Holly rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. Typical. She hated that he’d continued to fight after I had given it up, hated that I still had that connection to Donovan’s world. “Hi, Les,” she mumbled. “I could kick your arse for putting us through all this.”
“Oh. It’s you,” Anna said, louder than she probably anticipated in the nearly empty room.
“And you must be the woman that Adam’s been keeping to himself all these weeks.” Les winked at me and reached for Anna’s hand. “Did you just sign yourself a death warrant with Donovan?” Les shifted his focus back on me as I reached for a towel that someone had left on the bench near the outside of the ring. I slowly wiped the blood off my face and chest.
“I’m pretty sure that once the crowd catches up with him, I’ll be the last of his worries.” I glanced at Anna. I sure as hell hope so, at least.
“I can’t believe he wanted you to throw the fight,” Holly said softly, rubbing her arms.
“There was a lot of money to be made.” I tossed the towel. “It’s over.” I reached for her hand once again and pulled her back to me where she belonged. I tipped her chin up and stared into her eyes before covering her mouth with mine.
“Eh hem . . .” Holly said, and I took a step back, breaking the kiss.
“You sure it’s really over?” Anna asked.
“Donovan dug his own grave tonight. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it before, but when I saw you—I knew what I had to do, and I couldn’t let him own me forever.”
“And you wanted me to stay away?” Anna forced a smile to her face, but I knew how scared she still was.
“Thank God you’re smarter than me. And thank you for trusting me—for not running away even when I pushed.” A broad smile met my face, but I grimaced a little and brought my hand to my cheek where the pain began to throb—pain I was officially now feeling.
“Adam?” She moved back in front of me, ignoring the fact that Holly and Les were standing on each side of us.
“Aye?”
“I think I’m in love with you.”
The pad of my thumb slid across her bottom lip. “You think you’re in love with me?” I shook my head, narrowing my eyes on her as my hand slipped to her hip. “Think?!” A low rumble of laughter had escaped my mouth before I kissed her again.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
ADAM
“I’m gonna get into an accident.”
“Then keep your eyes on the road,” Anna said, and then laughed at me.
I gripped the steering wheel of my Porsche and scowled at her. “Why the hell did you wear a skirt with those boots? All I can think about is sliding my hand up beneath that thin material and pressing my fingers—”
“You better keep that hand of yours on the stick shift.” She faked a pout.
“Fine.” I wet my lips, stealing a glimpse of her out of the corner of my eye. “But I need to relax a bit before we get to Galway. I was hoping later tonight we could do something involving you wearing nothing more than your cowboy boots.”
“As much as I’d like to spend every waking moment beneath the sheets with you—”
“Or in the shower. Or on the counter. Or . . .” I flashed her a grin, and my cock stiffened as I remembered all the places we’d made love in the last week.
I still couldn’t believe it had been only a week since I fought Frankie. Donovan was MIA, and the whole thing was starting to feel like a dream. Donovan was either hiding somewhere outside of Ireland, or someone had put him beneath the ground. To be honest, I didn’t give a feck. As long as he was gone from my life he couldn’t hurt Anna or the kids.
