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“You’ll relax all of two days before you go check on the pub,” Shawn says with a laugh. “But Keegan will welcome it.”
“Tell us about yourself, Lexi,” Tom says.
“I’m an author. I’ve been working with Shawn on a screenplay for the past month or so. This is our second weekend up here to relax for a couple of days between work sessions during the week.”
“I’m sorry we interrupted you,” Fiona says.
“Oh, it’s really fine,” I reply immediately. Shawn winks at me, and my spine tingles.
I guess we won’t be having much sex this weekend, which is a damn shame. But I’ll get to know his parents a bit, which is exciting.
I can already see where all of the siblings get their amazing looks. These two people are downright beautiful, so it only makes sense that their children are, as well.
But I can also see that they’re kind and full of humor.
While Fiona and Tom eat, Shawn gestures for me to follow him out of the kitchen.
“Do you want to go back to the island?” he asks when we’re out of earshot of his parents. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t expecting this.”
“No, if they don’t mind us being here, I don’t mind staying.”
“I think they’re curious about you. And my parents love people, so having you here won’t bother them at all.”
“Great. We’re staying. We just won’t have sex.”
I turn to walk away, but his hand catches my arm, and he pulls me back around. “Excuse me?”
“No sex.”
“Did you hit your head when you fell in the lake?”
I laugh and lean over to kiss his arm. “No. Your parents are here, Shawn. I won’t have sex with you while we’re in the same house as them. It’s disrespectful.”
“Angel, I’ve been having sex in my parents’ house since I was sixteen.”
I scowl. “I don’t want to know that. Ew. And shame on you.”
“You never had sex in your parents’ house?”
“No.”
“How old were you when you lost your virginity?”
I narrow my eyes at him. “Twenty. I was in college. So, no, not my parents’ house.”
He leans in and kisses my nose, then tucks my hair behind my ear and smiles gently. I shift back and forth on my bare feet, suddenly uncomfortable under his scrutiny.
There’s nothing wrong with a woman waiting until she’s twenty to lose her virginity.
Shawn shifts closer and presses his lips close to my ear. “I’m going to spend plenty of time inside of you this weekend, Lex. This is a big house, with lots of space for privacy.”
He kisses my cheek and walks away, and I have to press my hands to my face and take a deep breath.
Why is he so damn hot?* * *“Tell me about Shawn as a child,” I say later in the evening. We’re all in the living room, playing Canasta. His parents picked the game up quickly.
“What would you like to know?” Fiona asks.
“Did he ever get into mischief?”
Shawn’s green eyes narrow on me from across the coffee table. I shrug a shoulder innocently.
“It was Shawn’s lot in life to test my patience,” Fiona says, smiling fondly at her son. “But there was one incident that almost got us slapped with a lawsuit.”
“She really doesn’t want to hear this,” Shawn says, shaking his head and wiping his hand down his face.
“Oh, I think I do.”
“She does,” Tom agrees with a grin. “Keep going, mo chroí. It’s a great story, twenty years later.”
“Perhaps Shawn should tell it,” Fiona suggests.
“Spill it.”
He sighs and then tosses his cards on the table and sits back.
This is going to be good.
“Okay, so I was about…I don’t know, eight? And I was hanging out in the back yard with my childhood friend, Lance. We were just goofing off, playing. And I was eating baby carrots.”
“This seems pretty harmless so far,” I comment.
“You would think, wouldn’t you?” He sighs and keeps going. “So, there we were, eating carrots, and two houses down was this little girl—I forget her name.”
“Delaney,” Fiona says. “I’ll never forget her name, I’ll tell you that.”
“So, Delaney was like six, and she was a huge pain in the ass. She was whiny and a total crybaby.” Shawn swallows hard at his mother’s stern look, and I can’t help but laugh. “Anyway, she was in her back yard, on the swings. And she was yelling things over at us. I don’t even know what she was saying. So, I say to Lance, ‘I bet you five bucks I can hit her with a carrot.’
“And Lance says, ‘No way. She’s moving on the swing, and she’s two yards over.’ So, of course, I take that as a dare. And throw the carrot. Much to all of our shock, I actually hit her.”
“Oh, no.”
“In the head.”
“Oh, God.” I’m laughing now, covering my mouth with my hand.
“It gets better,” Shawn says. “Lance and I run to his house and hurry down into his basement and start to play with Legos like we’ve been there the whole time.”
