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“Don’t you have somewhere better to be?”
“Better than burying my cock inside the feistiest, most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen?” He presses down on my hand. “You have my dick harder than it’s been in a very long time.”
I take that as a no, and having him close like this, I ask the question that swirled in my mind all afternoon.
“Where’s your brother?”
“On a plane to Ireland.”
I bite my lip, fighting a rude response.
“And Ana Michaels?” I ask instead since she wasn’t even in court.
He studies me. “Ana is now married to Cormac’s twin brother, Darragh. Her name is Ana O’Rourke.”
Holy Mother of God… What the hell did I step into here? Married to the twin!
The driver announces we’ve arrived, and Eoghan pushes his forehead into mine. “Do not move. I’m getting out. I open the door for you. Do you understand, brat?”
Throat tightening, I nod.
Eoghan pulls himself out of the car like it’s an effort with all his weight which I’m sure is mostly hard muscle and arrogance.
I snatch my purse against my chest to hide how this dirty-talking lawyer makes my body respond. My car door opens, and Eoghan’s brawny hand reaches for mine.
He helps me out and with his arm around my waist, he says to the driver, “You can go.”
You can go… He plans to stick around. And do what?
Oh right, take me hard enough so I see stars.
I must be dreaming.
And if I am, please don’t let me wake up…
CHAPTER FOUR
Jillian
Whether to tell Eoghan I’m a virgin sits in the back of my mind as I hand him my keys.
“I open every door for you, do you understand, brat?” he says, his brogue hitting every nerve below my waist.
I arch an eyebrow at him. “That’s the second time you’ve called me a brat.”
“It’s an Irish endearment,” he says softly, unlocking my apartment door.
I know that, but I’m not giving away more than this stalker has already figured out. Shrugging, I stroll past him. “For tonight, you can open the doors for me.”
Not liking my back, apparently, he pulls me against his chest.
“Forever,” he mutters, and lets me go. “When you’re with me, you’re in danger. When you’re with me, I protect what is mine. When you’re with me, you are mine.”
“Okay, okay. This is a joke, right?” I chuckle, my stomach fluttering. “No one talks like that. Well, no one real.”
He locks my door and rams the deadbolt in place. “Do you need to feel my cock again to know I’m very real?”
Yes, please.
