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Jesus, I loved her with every bit of me.

This past week, she hadn’t left my side, even though I was shit craic right now. It didn’t matter to Claire. There were plenty of unspoken conversations I knew we had yet to have, but I wasn’t willing, and she wasn’t pushing. I didn’t know if I would ever be ready for the conversations I knew would need to happen in our future, but for now, we seemed to have settled on a vague—albeit throat-baring—common ground.

“You’re staring,” she informed me in a teasing tone.

“Am I not allowed to?” I tossed back, and the question seemed to stump Claire. Worse than stump her, it caused her to suck in a sharp breath. Because this was the first time either of us had crossed that particular threshold since that kiss in her kitchen.

Tilting her head to one side, she eyed me carefully. “Are you flirting with me, Gerard Gibson?”

Was I?

Of course I was.

But could I handle the repercussions?

Time would tell.

Feeling a little exposed and a whole lot vulnerable, I shrugged helplessly. “Am I not allowed to?”

“That depends.”

“It does?” My brows shot up. “On what?”

“On how quickly we escape your mother and get across the street.” Grinning devilishly, she leapt to her feet and held her hand out to me. “Because your mam is like a sniffer dog, and I am in dire need of some X-rated Gerard Gibson snuggles.”

Well, shit.

She didn’t need to tell me twice.

Springing off the couch like a boomerang returning to its owner, I took her hand in one hand and offered her a sailor’s salute with the other. “Lead the way, Captain.”

“Okay, but before we go ninja-stealth mode, I just want you to know that I am deliriously in love with you, find you ridiculously sexy—like seriously, super-duper sexy—and have no plans to push you for anything more than you’ve given me.” Her words came out fast and furious, like an admission she’d been holding in for a long time.

Reaching up, she cupped my face with her hands and pushed up on her tiptoes. “Because I have everything I need standing right in front of me.” She pressed a soft kiss to the corner of my mouth. “We’ve got all the time in the world for the sad parts.” When she pulled back, she smiled devilishly. “Right now, I’m thinking we should concentrate on the happy parts.”

“Oh yeah?” I grinned down at her. “What happy parts were you thinking we should focus on?”

“Well.” She grinned mischievously up at me. “I was thinking I could concentrate on your ladder, if you focused on my tree.”

“I’m in,” I declared without a hint of wavering. “Fair warning, though, my ladder is already semi-erected.”

“We’ll see.”

“Fuck me!”

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Forty minutes later, I was back in her room, back in her bed, with my clothes discarded on her bedroom floor and her naked body draped on top of me.

“Is this okay?” Claire breathed against my lips. “Me touching you like this?”

“It’s all okay,” I groaned, reveling in the feel of her hands on my body. “More than okay.”

“I’m right here with you.” Rocking on top of me in the most primal of ways, she took my hands and placed them on her skin. “It’s just you and me.”

Unable to stand the pressure in my chest another second, I sat straight up, and readjusted her on my lap. The move caused us both to groan in pleasure. It was so much deeper like this.

In every way.

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