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With a nod, he signed off.

“I’ll be there tomorrow,” Niall informed me. “Mum is home, and all is good. I think she wants me gone. She says I’m hovering too much.”

“Sounds like her.”

“This is serious, Finn. You need me. You look like hell.”

“My territory being torched is keeping me busy.”

“Well, now you know to concentrate everything in the one neighborhood. Maybe we’ll catch them and can work our way up the chain.”

“I hope so.”

I signed off, called one of my captains, and rearranged the schedule. “Keep it on the down-low, but we’re sticking to the Waverly area.”

“Got it.”

“They see anything, they move. Anything. Better safe than sorry. And be on the lookout for Murphy.”

I hung up and went to check on Una. She was curled into the bed, huddled under the covers, asleep but not peaceful. I felt exhaustion bearing down on me, and I decided to lie down. My phone would wake me when I was needed.

And I had no doubt I would be needed soon.

* * *

I woke to the feel of Una on my chest, her hair tickling my nose. I glanced at my watch, shocked that five hours had passed. I grabbed my phone, scrolling. I had messages, but no calls. No emergencies.

The sleep had rejuvenated me. I brushed the hair from Una’s face, pleased to see she seemed to be deeply asleep. I wondered if the fact that we were together and close helped us both find the rest we needed.

I slipped from the bed, heading to my desk. I ordered coffee and food, suddenly starving. I made some calls, checked in with my men, pleased all seemed quiet, but I worried about what would happen when night fell on the city.

A short while later, I heard Una get up, and she appeared by my desk, her hair a mess of curls, looking incredibly sexy in a T-shirt of mine that hung down her thighs and off her shoulders. I smiled at her sleepy expression. “Hello, mo chroí.”

She ran a hand through her hair, smiling ruefully. “Hi. Did you sleep?”

I reached for her, wrapping my arm around her thighs and pulling her close. “Very well. You?”

She nodded, covering a yawn. “Yes.”

“I sleep better beside you,” I acknowledged.

“The same for me,” she said with a shy smile.

“I ordered some sandwiches and coffee. Do you want me to get you some tea?”

“No, I’m good right now.”

“Let me know if you change your mind.”

“I will.”

We gazed at each other, the air around us beginning to warm. I traced the soft skin of her thighs, smiling as she shivered. “I’m glad you’re here,” I murmured.

She bent, pressing a kiss to my mouth. “I love you.”

I smiled against her lips. “The same for me.” I pressed back to her lips, groaning as she opened for me, and our tongues slid together. I pushed my chair back, pulling her to my lap so she straddled me. I held her tight, kissing her harder. Deeper. Letting her feel how much I loved her. How glad I was that she was there with me. She whimpered, tugging on my hair, gripping my neck, slowly undulating as my cock grew stiff between us.

“Finn,” she whispered, a plea in her voice.