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“Couldn’t if I wanted,” she murmured and grinned when he chuckled.
When he reentered the bedroom, she hadn’t moved.
“Are you going to take up the entire bed?”
She raised her head to see him leaning against the bedpost with his arms folded.
“I could.” She slid over. “Come back to bed, Liam.”
He smirked, walked around the other side, climbed in, and tugged her close.
“Let’s get some sleep, Irish.”
“Will you, uh, go to the festival with me?”
“Sure. We’ll do that later today. I need some sleep.”
“Okay. I’ll let you sleep… for now.”
“Turnabout is fair play, sweetheart. Goodnight, or good morning, whatever the hell it is.”
Siobhan sighed, placed her arm across his stomach, her head on his chest, closed her eyes, and fell asleep with a smile.
The sun shining through the window awoke her. Siobhan sat up, stretched her arms above her head, and looked at the space beside her to see it empty. Where was he?
Tossing the sheet off, she got up from the bed, pulled on her robe, tied it, and walked out of the room to head for the kitchen. The living room was empty, and so was the kitchen. Had he left without saying anything? Disappointment ripped through her at the thought. She thought last night meant something, and he knew she wanted him to stay. Plopping onto the sofa, she blinked back tears.
Apparently, last night meant nothing to him other than a one-night stand.Which she did not do!
“Seriously, Siobhan? It looks like you did one last night,” she said, then sniffed to keep from crying. She jerked when she heard a key in the door and looked over her shoulder to see it open, and Liam stepped inside with a couple of bags.
She stood and watched him set the bags on the counter, remove his hat, and hang it on the hall tree. Then he turned and saw her. A grin lifted his lips.
“Good morning, Irish. How did you sleep?”
“You’re here,” she murmured and could have kicked herself for saying something stupid.
“Where else would I be?”
“You were gone…”
“I went to the store to buy a toothbrush and razor. I have to shave, and I have a feeling the razors you have will cut the hell out of my face.”
She smiled. “We can’t have that.”
He sauntered to her, stopped before her, and took a few strands of her hair between his fingers.
“Silky soft… like you.” He leaned down, pressed his lips to hers, then raised his head. “I also got breakfast at the diner.”
Her stomach growled at the thought.
“What did you get me?”
“A western omelet. That’s the only thing I know you like.”
Siobhan laughed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him quickly.
“I’m starving. Let’s eat. Then I need to get a shower.”
