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)
“Unnecessary to who? Ya both mean the world to me. Granda would have done the same even after all— Hey, I need to go. Talk to ya later. Call me if ya need me,” I say quickly as DJ enters the room.
“Hey, ya really made me breakfast?” she says with a smile on her lips.
“Yer stomach was talkin’ in yer sleep. I couldn’t leave ya like that. I was just about to come to wake ya.”
I place the two plates down on the countertop, then open my arms for her to come to me. She’s wearing my shirt from last night. It’s swallowing her, but she looks sexy as hell in it.
I wrap my arms around her and dip my head to take her lips. The memories of this morning and last night have me hard all over again. I’ve never been like this for anyone else.
“How are ya feeling?” I ask as I break the kiss.
“I’m grand. Yer right though, I am hungry.”
“Ach, come eat.”
I take her hand and lead her to take a seat. I can’t keep my hands off her. When I release her hand, I reach for her neck and massage it as I sit beside her. She begins to eat, and I place my hand on her back to rub it up and down.
DJ looks at me with a smile and reaches to place her hand on my thigh. I smile back and tuck into my own plate. This feels so natural, like we’ve done it a million times before.
“Who were ya talking to? Was that Kate?” she asks, breaking the silence.
I nearly choke on the food I just shoveled into my mouth. I punch at my chest, then reach for my glass of water. I don’t want to lie to her, but telling her I was on the phone with Kate could lead to questions.
Questions like when she can see my sister? Logan should be home soon now that we know where he is and LaSalle is working to get him out. I only have to keep DJ and Shauna hidden until he’s back home.
“No, that was Dylan,” I mutter, the lie tasting like shit in my mouth.
However, she’s less likely to care about talking to my younger brother. My stomach sours, and I no longer have an appetite. LaSalle needs to get Logan home soon.
“Oh, he must be so grown up now. Did he ever hit that growth spurt?”
I relax and smile. “Aye, he did. The lad is taller than me.”
“No, ya tell a fib.”
“I don’t. He’s taller than us all.”
“He was such a cute kid. That seems like a lifetime ago.”
“Aye, it does. We don’t leave until the morning. What do ya want to do today? We can do anything ya want. A date, stay in and chill, whatever ya like,” I say as I try to change the topic.
Right as the words are out of my mouth, Uncle Finlay and Morgan, one of the castle hands, walk in with the flowers I ordered for DJ. Four dozen burgundy and white roses. Two dozen in each vase.
“These just came for the lady,” Uncle Finlay croons with a smile.
“For me?” DJ says then looks over at me.
“Aye, for ya,” I say and wink.
The beaming smile that comes to her face warms my heart. She lifts from her seat to lean in and sniff them. I place a hand on her back to keep my shirt she’s wearing from rising too high.
“I’m heading out for a bit. Do ye need anything before I go?” Uncle Finlay asks.
“No, I’m all good. Thanks.”
He nods and turns to leave. DJ turns to me with that bright smile on her face. I lean in and peck her lips.
“What’s on yer mind?”
“Why burgundy and white?”
“The burgundy roses represent deep passion, intense love, and romantic devotion, if I remember right. The white ones represent innocence, purity, and new beginnings.
“I deeply love ya and I have so much respect for the gift ya gave me last night. I wanted ya to know how I feel and give ya one last reminder of yer innocence before I truly ruin ya,” I reply.
She laughs and leans in to kiss me. I cup the side of her face and kiss her passionately. She moans into my mouth and pulls away, still smiling.
“Thank ya. That’s actually really sweet. Although I think I might be the one who’s going to ruin ya.”
I snort. “How so?”
“I know what yer capable of now. I plan to have my fill of ya whenever I can.”
I laugh. “Careful what ya ask for. I’ve been taking it easy on ya. Ya have no idea what I’m capable of, love.”
“Um, sounds good. I want to go to the pictures. Is that on the table?”
“Aye, a movie it is.”
CHAPTER 23
Life is Grand
Brooklyn
Eight months later …