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)
“No, I’m not crazy and neither is she. If she hurts Shauna, ya won’t get a chance to make her pay for it. She’d already be earth salt under my boot.”
“Hopefully this won’t be for much longer.”
“LaSalle offered to take her in. Do ya think she would be safer with him?”
“Ach, maybe, but she’s our charge. Our blood.”
“I hear ya. I was only thinking. I would go with her. She wouldn’t be a burden. I would—”
“Kate, Logan is already going to be furious with us. LaSalle has enough on his plate, and he needs to remain neutral when Logan finds out.”
“Okay, yer right.”
I turn to kiss my sister on the cheek before she climbs into the waiting car. Once she’s in the car, I tap the roof. The driver pulls off, and I go to climb into my own vehicle to get to the chopper that’s taking me home to DJ.
I miss her and can’t wait to see her. I hope tonight makes up for some of the bullshit I’m putting her through. I can tell she’s beginning to get frustrated.
“I’m coming, baby. Tonight is all about you,” I murmur as I press my foot on the gas.
Deja
“Don’t hurt ’em, love,” I say to my reflection as I look myself over one last time.
I can’t stop smiling. Cole is on his way back to London. I knew he would be back tonight, but what I wasn’t expecting was for him to send a dress to the house for me and a note to tell me to be ready for a date when he arrives.
I’ve been so excited. I showered and did my hair and now I’m standing here in the bluish-gray dress he sent for me. It’s sexy but classy.
It’s a halter dress. My back is bare down to my waist. Cole loves the tat down my spine, although I’ve never told him what the Japanese letters mean.
He’s asked, but I’ve told him I’ll tell him someday. For now, it’s my secret. I’m sure when he picked this dress, he chose the bare back so the tat would be on display.
As I’m sure the slits up the thighs were meant for his pleasure. I turn to the side and smile wide as I look down at the sexy clear stripper-looking heels on my feet, which I already had.
I can’t wait to see Cole’s face when he gets a look at them. The shoes that came with the dress were cute, but this looks better to me. I’m sure he’ll agree when he gets here.
Speaking of which, the alarm system lets me know he’s arrived. I turn and head for the front door. When I get halfway there, I stop in my tracks. Cole wears anything he puts on well, but tonight he looks amazing in a suit that matches my dress and a pair of shiny black full brogues.
He’s not wearing a tie, and the top three buttons of his shirt are open. I bite my lip as I look the big lad over, knowing what those powerful thighs under that suit are capable of. The fit of the jacket is chef’s kiss and the waistcoat beneath is his signature stamp on the perfection that is Cole O’Brien. He looks damn good.
“Are you just going to stare at me, or are you going to come kiss me?”
“I don’t know. I think ya were gone too long,” I say and give him a sideward glance.
“Get yer sexy arse over here,” he growls, his accent proper this time.
I laugh and rush into his arms. He cups my face between his palms and kisses me like a man starved. At first, I think he’s going to take things further, but he breaks the kiss and pecks my forehead before he places his forehead to mine.
“Happy anniversary, love. God, I’ve missed ya. We should go. We have a tight schedule.”
“Yeah? Where are ya taking me?”
“It’s a surprise. Ya look great by the way. It’s going to be torture trying to keep my hands off ya.”
“Let’s hope whatever ya have planned doesn’t keep yer hands off me for too long,” I say and smile at him.
He gives a slight chuckle and shakes his head. “I’ve created a monster, I have.”
“Ya love this monster.”
“Aye, I do.”
He holds my head between his palms and pecks my lips. I pout when it’s only a quick kiss. Taking my hand, he then leads me out to the car and opens the door to help me in.
I’m so excited I feel like I’m going to burst. I sit in the passenger’s seat and chat his head off as he drives. He doesn’t seem to mind.
He never does. Cole is always willing to listen to me and my rambling. He never makes me feel like I’m talking too much or as if he’s not listening.