Page 85 of Doc T (Macha MC 1)


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“Why not?”

“Because you don’t know where we’re going.” He got on the motorcycle and turned her on, the purr only outdone by the sounds Isa made under his touch.

They started off before she could say another word. Her arms hung loosely around his waist, a vast difference from the first time they rode together. The sun slowly made its way across the horizon, the red-orange hue falling over them. Isa hugged him close on curves, her hair tickling the back of his neck.

The drive ended before he liked. He’d gotten used to having Isa on his bike over the past months. Somehow, riding without her felt incomplete. He pulled off the road and killed the engine.

“Where are we?” she asked, setting her helmet on the back of the bike. She took a few steps toward the small cabin overlooking Snowshoe.

“My dad left this place to me when he died.” Doc walked to the door and laughed at the rotted wood. “It’s not in very good shape. I kind of let it go to waste because I was pissed at him for abandoning my mom and me.”

Isa kept her gaze on the city below. “I can understand that.”

He shoved his hands in the front pockets of his jeans and joined her. “But then I realized why my dad cut off contact and how it actually helped my life.” He laughed. “At least until I grew up. It made sense once I joined Macha, but I couldn’t grasp it until I met you.”

She stayed silent, his words floating in the air.

“I’d never let anyone hurt you, Isa.” He turned to face her. “I think your dad was trying to do the same for you.”

“Well, he went about it all wrong.”

“Yeah, he did, but when someone threatened you, Phantom stepped up and protected you.”

“No, he exiled me to Colorado.”

“He sent you to me.” Doc searched her eyes. “I’ll always be thankful he did, too.” He took her hands in his. “Because if he hadn’t, I’d never have met you.”

“I can’t imagine never meeting you.”

He smirked. “Never thought you’d say that.”

She rolled her stunning gray eyes. “Just can’t take a compliment, can you?”

Doc wrapped his arms around her and breathed in her lavender shampoo. The woman always smelled so damned good. His brothers were right. He was lost to this woman and never wanted to be found. “I only desire compliments from you, princess.”

They stood in silence, enjoying the cool mountain air, the view, and each other’s company. It was the most comfortable he’d been in years. With Isa, he wasn’t the doctorate washout or the biker doctor. He was simply Tad O’Brien, a man in love.

“I need to go back to Ireland.” She said the words so softly, he wasn’t sure he’d heard correctly. “To see Orla and Niall.” She cleared her throat. “And Phant—my da. I owe him my thanks.”

“You know, phones are pretty handy for that kind of shit.”

She playfully swatted his chest. “I live there, smartass. All my clothes, books, everything is there.”

“That’s true.” He ran his right hand over his bearded chin. The thought of Isa leaving even for a week sent a shiver of worry down his spine.What if she never comes back?He took a step closer to the run-down log cabin and rested his left forearm on the side.

“Come with me.” She looped her arm around his waist and rested her head on his shoulder. “You’ll love Ireland.”

He glanced down, and a tiny part of his heart leaped at the dreamy look in her eyes. “I love anywhere I’m with you.”

“Such a sweet talker.” She leaned up and kissed his jaw. “What ever will I do with you?”

Doc cupped the side of her face. “Love me. That’s all I want from you.”

“Loving you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done.” She lightly nipped his bottom lip. “Most of the time.”

He caught her mouth beneath his before she could add another sassy remark. He deserved them all, but the moment was too precious.

He’d make Isa his once and for all. Tonight was supposed to be the night, but now, Ireland sounded like the perfect place to make both their dreams come true.

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