Page 172 of Illicit Monster


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Within minutes, I fall asleep on his chest. When I wake up, he's stroking my back and staring at me.

I claim, "Ya always stare at me."

He smiles. "I'm just happy I have such a looker in my bed all the time for the rest of my life."

"Is that so?"

"Aye." His stomach growls.

"Did ya eat yesterday?" I ask.

"No."

I suggest, "Let's go have some breakfast. I'm hungry too."

"I'll have ya for breakfast," he warns.

I laugh. "Let's get some real breakfast first."

"Who said your pussy isn't real breakfast?" His stomach growls again.

I laugh and sit up. "Come on."

We toss some clothes on and go downstairs. He fixes our plates, and we go into the sitting room where no one else is.

I question, "Why aren't we eating with others?"

"I thought it'd be better if we could talk in private."

My nerves fill me. "Did I do something wrong? Oh, wait, I did. I left the house. You're going to yell at me, aren't ya?"

He shakes his head. "No. But, Maeve, if I ever tell ya again that ya need to stay—"

"Don't worry. I'll stay. I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry. It was just because it was my da," I interject.

He nods. "I know, but promise me, from now on—"

"I swear to God I'll never do it again. Anytime ya tell me to stay somewhere, I will. I promise ya." I hold my hand in the air.

He smiles. "Okay. Good. Seal it with a kiss." He taps his finger to his lips.

I laugh and kiss him, and he slides his tongue into my mouth. We kiss for a while, and then I retreat.

I blurt out, "Did ya know Da had a contract on me?"

He freezes.

"Ya did, didn't ya?" I accuse.

He admits, "Aye. I got a package sent to me while we were in New York."

"A package?" I question.

"Aye. It had a signed contract between your da and Grady and Dagan."

"And what did it say?" I ask, wondering if I should know the details.

"Does it matter?" Tynan asks.

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