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Heading back into the living room, I slowed my pace when I saw Rory standing there with a stunned look on her face. “Everything okay?” I asked.
Rory jumped slightly before nodding her head and forcing a smile.
“So you know where all his food is, and his leash?”
Regina laughed. “Yes, Finn. This isn’t my first time.” She and her boyfriend, Paul, had watched Flash for me a few times before. He actually behaved with them, that little bastard.
“Ready?” I asked Rory as I extended my hand out for hers. I wasn’t sure if it was in my head or not, but it almost seemed like she hesitated in taking it.
Nodding, she answered, “Yep. Ready.”
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“I don’t think I have ever had that much fun in my life,” Rory said while chuckling.
Holding my side, I shook my head. “Damn. My side hurts from laughing.”
I gave the taxi driver the name of Preston’s pub and leaned back against the seat. “So you feel better? You seemed like you were in a funk on the way to the game.”
She worried her bottom lip while she turned her body to face me. “I’ve been wanting to ask you something.”
“Go for it.”
“Two things really. You went out with Regina?”
My breath stalled. “What?”
“Regina mentioned you and her having a…fling.”
I searched her face. “Why, Ms. Adams, are you jealous?”
I’d just given her a taste of her own medicine, and her cheeks instantly blushed.
Glancing down, she grinned. “I guess I deserved that.”
With my finger on her chin, I gently lifted her eyes to mine. “I’m not going to lie to you, Éan. I’ve slept with my fair share of women.”
She swallowed hard. “Was she one of them?”
“Yes. But she is happy with her boyfriend and we were both drunk and it was a couple years ago. There’s nothing there.”
Her smile was weak. “Why do you call me Éan? You’ve been doing it for a few weeks now.”
I slid my hand behind her neck, pulling her a little closer to me. “That day in the park.”
She groaned. “The great pigeon attack!”
With a chuckle, I dropped my gaze to her soft pink lips. “You looked so damn cute flailing your arms all around screaming. It popped into my head, and it fits you.”
“So you’re calling me by the name of my nemesis?”
My head dropped back with a roar of laughter. I laced my fingers through her hair. “?‘Éan’ means ‘bird’ in Irish Gaelic. It fit you.”
She grinned. “It’s so beautiful. I love it.”
“I’ve never been this happy before, Rory. I need you to know that.”
“Me either. It kind of scares me. I’m not used to these feelings. And wanting to play hooky from work.”
Her eyes seemed to sparkle every time a headlight lit her face. “Go camping with me, Éan.”
She laughed. “Camping?”
“Yes!”
Her smile faded some. “When?”
“I’ve got to work the next few weekends. The weekend of Halloween.”
“The benefit gala for the fire department is that Friday.”
I tugged her hair, exposing her neck to me. Placing my lips on it, I ran them softly over her skin, causing her to squirm in my lap.
“We’ll go after the gala.”
“That sounds like it could be fun.”
I breathed in her heavenly scent. “How is this going to work?”
She dragged in a shaky breath. “What?”
“Well, a guy wants to be able to dance with his date, but that’s difficult when they’re kind of keeping their relationship a secret.”
Jetting her lower lip out into a pout, she replied, “That’s so sad.”
“I know. I have a feeling she is going to be dressed in a smoking-hot dress, too.”
A wicked gleam hit her eyes. “I happen to know that’s a true statement. And I also have it on good word that she’ll have some red lace under said dress.”
“Red. I like that color. Reminds me of fire.”
The corners of her mouth lifted into a wide grin. “Rumor has it that’s why she’s wearing red.” Then, in a slightly more serious tone, she said, “I heard it was your favorite color.”
Lifting my hand, I traced a finger along her jaw. “I’m falling hard for you, Éan.”
Her beautiful blue eyes searched my face before catching my stare. “And I’m falling hard for you, Finn.”
I drew her lips to mine, and we kissed like it was our first time. It started off slow and quickly turned more passionate. I was positive if we had been alone, I’d have taken her as mine.
I’m not sure how long the kiss lasted. All I know is that while we were kissing the cab pulled up to Preston’s pub, I heard my father clearing his throat, and Rory broke our bond.
Giving her a sexy smirk, I asked, “You ready to meet the rest of the family?”
Her face turned white as a ghost. “W-what?”
She quickly got off me and turned to see my father leaning down and staring into the cab. “Oh my! You look like…you’re a…oh goodness.”
