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Heart. Breaking. Like a machine had come in and bulldozed little sections, one chamber at a time. She’d left little pieces of her heart all over that ranch.
One piece with Prissy. Another chunk lost the day she had to drive her dad to the nursing home. More when he refused to speak to her the whole way except to point a tremoring finger at her. “I’ll never forgive you for this.”
Another tear crested and fell down her cheek. She swiped at it angrily.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Liam asked.
“Nothing.” She gave what was probably a weak smile and tried to pull away from Liam. He didn’t let her go.
“It’s not nothing. Talk to me. I know I’m usually just a pompous asshole, but I swear I can listen.”
Calla balked. “I’ve never thought of you as a pompous asshole.”
One half of Liam’s mouth quirked up. “What can I say? You bring out the best in me.”
His words made Calla’s chest warm. She still pulled away and Liam let her. She swallowed and looked at the ceiling the moment her back was to him. How much more of her heart had she lost last night? How long before there was nothing left of her to lose?
“Calla?”
She felt Liam sit up behind her. She tried to shake off the dream. She’d just spent the night with Liam O’Neill. Her. Calla Carter. She’d woken up in his arms. And last night, with Liam… and Mack. Where had he gone when he tore out of there like a bat outta hell? Would it be awkward the next time she saw him?
Pretty sure, yeah, it would be. He had his cock inside you. She didn’t know how you just smiled and pretended that never happened.
“I’m not sure how to do this morning after thing,” she murmured. She’d been serious but Liam laughed, his arms coming around her waist. He dropped a kiss to the top of her spine in between her shoulder blades and she shivered.
“What time is it?” she asked. She looked back at Liam and he leaned over to grab his phone off the nightstand.
“Seven-fifteen.”
Calla jerked her feet to the edge of the bed. “Shit. Xavier’s gonna be pissed. He wanted to get out before morning traffic.”
She looked around for her clothing, leaning over and snatching up her bra from the ground beside the bed.
“Shit,” she said again, stubbing her toe on the frame of the bed and jumping up and down.
“You’re fecking adorable, you know that?”
She glared at Liam. “Did you hear the part about how we’re gonna be skewered like breakfast sausage if we don’t get our butts moving?”
Liam just continued grinning at her with that wide smile of his.
She rolled her eyes and hurried over to her suitcase, dragging the sheet with her to cover herself.
She pulled on a fresh pair of panties and then pulled her sports bra overhead. “Dammit,” she swore, the bra getting stuck on her face as she tried to wriggle into it.
This was met with a loud chuckle.
She was about to snap at Liam again but then his hands were on her. He helped get her bra over her head and down over her breasts. He also used the occasion to give both her breasts a good squeeze before letting her go and smacking her ass.
“Get going, woman,” he said. “What do you think? We have all morning for me to spend ogling you and inspecting your assets?”
She spun around and pretended to be annoyed. “You’re one to talk. I actually have my underwear on. You’re still—” She gestured up and down his body. His naked body. He stood there for her and God to see, completely unabashed. Wow. Was his cock always that size or was he aroused right now? What did dicks look like when they weren’t—
Suddenly Liam swooped down on her and landed a kiss. A leisurely, lingering kiss. All thought of them needing to hurry flew from her head.
There was only Liam, his hands in her hair, the heat of his bare chest as it brushed hers. When he finally pulled away, she felt dazed.
Never in her life had she felt such crazy joy. Happy to the point of silly. It was too much. Too fast. She was gonna come down hard from this and the crash was gonna be brutal. But for at least one more minute, she basked in everything that was Liam O’Neill.
