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Is he for real or is this how he breaks me completely?
I know with one kiss and one orgasm, I’m already ruined.
“I’ve got you,mo bhanphrionsa,” he murmurs against my lips. “I’m never letting you go again. I’ll earn your trust and your love. You’ll see,” his words are a promise I have to guard my heart against.
I sag against him as he pulls his fingers from my clothes and licks his fingers clean with a grunt of satisfaction.
There’s a little flicker of hope in my heart that this is for real. I’m still pissed because of how he’s treated me, and I won’t forget about it quite yet. But I’m already destroyed, is there any harm in seeing what happens next?
CHAPTER 6
CONOR
There are some benefits to being so close to Declan. I’m using one of them right now to get into his house without anyone knowing. Of course, it’s late and I shouldn’t be doing this, but I can’t help myself.
I can still feel the way Saoirse clenched around my finger in the dressing room earlier today. It’s been haunting me. So has the fire and the anger in her eyes.
There was no way I was going to allow her to tell me no earlier and I hope she heard the sincerity in my words. She is mine and I’m not backing down from that now. I can’t. I knew it before I made her come, but now there’s no denying it.
She’s my obsession, my sweet relief, my prize for living this life.
I won’t be able to let her go.
I go in the backdoor of Declan’s home, turning off the alarm as I enter. If my best friend knew what I was up to right now, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill me.
I don’t want to keep how I feel about Saoirse a secret, but I need to get everything right with her before I say anything to Declan. I want us solid, and for her to trust me and what I want from her. Then I’ll deal with her brother.
I can’t imagine he can think of another man who would be better for her. He already trusts me with his life and the family business. I’ve stood at his side for ten years.
I’ll always protect his sister and put her first. That must count for something. Right?
As I make my way to Saoirse’s room, I’m grateful as fuck that she’s far away from Declan. Their rooms were closer, but when she became a teenager, she got a new room for the new stage in her life.
When she was moving, I asked Declan, “Why now? She’s been right next door to you for so long. It’s not like you bring anyone home or anything,” I pointed out.
He gave me a weighted look. “She’s getting older. She needs her own space and privacy. She doesn’t need her brother breathing down her neck all the time. I hover enough, I can’t help it, but I can give her some room here at home.”
In the long run, I think they both benefited from the space. It’s not like he stopped being overprotective. I was too, but then everything changed. Now I’m possessive as fuck when it comes to my woman.
The thought of another man touching her or even looking at her, has my blood boiling. I won’t tolerate that shit and they’ll learn quickly who Saoirse belongs to.
When I get to my woman’s door, I don’t hesitate to open it and slip inside. I force myself to take a deep breath and let it out slowly. We’re alone and I know this is it. We didn’t get the chance to have it out fully earlier today, but now we can. We will.
I need to see acceptance and the love she used to have for me in her eyes. I saw it peeking through in the fitting room, but she tucked it away far too quickly. I know I fucked up, but I just need the chance to make it right. I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to her.
When I approach her bed, she’s curled up with her comforter pulled up to her chin. She looks so peaceful and serene while she’s sleeping. I almost don’t want to wake her, but I know I need to. We need to have a talk, a real one, and making it so she can’t get away from me is the only way it’s going to happen.
“Mo bhanphrionsa,” I call softly as I reach up and run my fingers through her hair. “Saoirse,” my voice is a little more insistent and her eyelashes start to flutter.
Her eyebrows pull together as she whispers, “Conor?”
“Yeah, it’s me. We need to talk.”
She shoots up in bed quickly and I barely stop myself from toppling backward onto my ass. I stand up and look down at her. Her eyes are big and round as she looks around her room, but I have no idea what she’s searching for.
“Is everything okay? Is Declan okay?” Her voice goes up an octave, to that place where panic lives, “What is going on? Why are you in my room?”
“Shh,” I soothe her as I perch on the edge of her bed and face her. “I’m sorry to wake you, but we need to talk, and I know you’ll try and run from me if I don’t do it now.”
