Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 98697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98697 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 493(@200wpm)___ 395(@250wpm)___ 329(@300wpm)
She smells like alcohol and something sweet. My mind goes to what her skin will taste like when she’s beneath me, screaming my name. I intend to make Deja mine in every way there is. No one and nothing is going to stop me from that now.
“I’ll see ya tomorrow,” I murmur.
“Okay, seven?”
“Aye, wear something that’s not going to get anyone killed.”
She laughs and gives my waist a squeeze. I lift a brow as she looks up at me while biting her lip. That little smile touches the corner of her mouth.
“Wear something that will get my knickers wet. Ya have been doing fine since ya arrived, by the way.”
I growl and bury my face in her neck. “Ya drive me crazy. I don’t want to leave ya.”
“Give me yer mobile. I’ll give ya my number and we can chat like we used to.”
I reach for my phone and hand it over to her. “Ya have no idea how much I miss those talks. Kate would be pissed if she knew how many times I called, hoping ya were around for me to clear my head.”
“Now ya don’t have to go through yer sister to chat with me. Call me anytime ya need.”
I lean in to take her lips once more. As our tongues dance together, I’m growing hard as a rock. When DJ reaches to palm my balls between my legs, I know I need to leave.
“Don’t be naughty, baby. I made ya a promise.”
“I just wanted to feel the wares. Ya have a good night, Mr. O’Brien. I hope ya dream of me.”
“I know I will, love. I know I will.”
I kiss her on the forehead and turn to leave. My mind goes to home and the calls I need to make. Logan should know where I am. I can’t keep putting this off.
I look down at the time on my phone and whistle. I won’t be making that call now. My brother would bite my head off.
I’ll call him later.
CHAPTER 15
Trust Me
Deja
“Ya could have told me the date would be here. I could have saved ya the trip to come get me and driven myself,” I say as Cole opens my door for me.
He holds his hand out for mine, giving me a pointed look as he purses those sexy lips. Taking his hand, I step from the car while biting my lip. I can’t help looking him over.
“There was no way I was going to allow ya on the road without me now or later.”
“I’m a big girl, Cole. I know how to take care of myself.”
“Aye, but as long as I’m around, ya don’t have to.”
He gives me a smile and my breath hitches. Cole is already a gorgeous man, but that beard is enough to make a woman drool and swoon. I asked him to dress to make me wet and he has. He’s in white slacks and a light-green shirt this evening. No waistcoat this time.
It’s his tight ass, broad back, and thick thighs for me. Then there’s the way his arms stretch against his shirt. He’s absolutely mouthwatering.
He places my hand in the crook of his arm and flexes his muscle. I look up at him and smile. He knows exactly what he’s doing.
“Speaking of ya being around. When do ya plan to head back to America?”
“When you’re ready.”
“Cole, my gran is ill. I can’t up and leave now.”
He looks down at me as the wheels turn. I’ve thought about this all night. I want to leave with him.
I miss Kate and the others. I could start a new life in New York City. Having Cole in my life would be a bonus.
If things don’t work out, I’m resourceful. I’m not the same girl who was whisked away to Scotland. I can protect myself now.
I don’t have to be as fearful as I was back then. I actually don’t have to be fearful at all.
“I don’t mean to pry, but I heard she’s not doing well. I wouldn’t be able to wait with ya, but I can come back for ya. Ya know, when ya don’t have to be here to care for her, I can come to get ya.
“I’ll come to visit as often as I can. Logan has some dealings I’ll be needed around for, but that shouldn’t stop me from coming to see ya as much as I want. I’m not going to rush ya, love,” he says.
I sigh in relief. More time to figure things out without him around will be grand. I’m not going to flush everything my mother said to me down the drain.
“So there’s no girlfriend back in New York who’s waiting for ya?”
He stops in his tracks and turns to glare at me. I start to snicker when he pulls me to him and puts me into a one-arm headlock, the way he used to do when we were younger. He kisses the top of my head as he sways me in his arms.