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She smiled up at me through her tears. “That sounds so beautiful. What does it mean?”

“Your heart is very dear to mine.” I rubbed my thumb along her cheekbone. “You have the most beautiful heart I’ve ever known, Isla. It’s so open and caring. It doesn’t judge. It only wants to give.”

“And receive,” she whispered. “From you and you alone.”

My hands slid up her back to her neck. Tenderly, I cupped the back of her head. “My heart wants nothing more than to give everything it has to you.”

Isla dipped her head to bring her lips to mine.She moaned into my mouth as I flipped us over. As I positioned myself between her thighs, I stroked her tongue with my own. Her hands tangled in the stands of my hair. Since she was still drenched in her arousal and my cum, I thrust back inside her.

With my eyes locked on hers, I made love for the first time in my life to my beautiful fairy goddess.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Isla

After Quinn and I were together for the second time, I found I needed a shower. I was also starving after not eating much at dinner. Quinn placed an order for room service while I got a shower.

The bathroom was just as posh as the rest of the suite. Since I hadn’t packed anything, I used the luxurious body wash and shampoo that the hotel provided. To my surprise, Quinn didn’t join me in the shower.

When I finished, I dried off and slipped into a plush robe. I came out of the bedroom to find Quinn on the phone, buck naked and pacing around. “I don’t care if it was allegedly in my best interest. You are never, ever to threaten Isla. Do you hear me?”

Wincing, I hated that he was angry with Callum because of me. Even though it was completely Callum’s fault, I didn’t want to be the one causing the fight. “Quinn,” I said softly.

He whirled around to stare at me. “I told you not to be mad at him.”

“He threatened you, Little Dove. No one does that. Not even my fucking brother.”

“I just don’t want to be the cause of problems between the two of you.”

“Don’t worry. There’s no problem. Isn’t that right, Cal?”

After hitting the speaker, Callum’s voice rang through the suite. “I’m sorry, Isla. I shouldn’t have threatened you. Please accept my apology.”

“I do.” I crossed my arms over my chest. “Does this mean you guys aren’t fighting anymore?”

Both Callum and Quinn chuckled. “We’re always fighting, Isla. It’s the mad Irish blood in our veins,” Callum replied.

“Well, I don’t like disharmony in a family, and I especially don’t want to be the cause of it.”

“You aren’t,” Quinn assured me.

At the knock at the door, I realized room service had arrived. I motioned to Quinn. “Put some clothes on please.”

Callum’s chuckle crackled on the line. “Quinn, you randy fucker!”

With a smirk, Quinn replied, “I plan on staying naked as long as I’m in Isla’s presence.”

I threw up my hands in frustration. “Would you at least go into the bathroom so they can deliver the food?”

“Fine.”

Once Quinn was safely in the bathroom, I peeked through the hole to make sure it was actually room service. Considering Quinn’s line of work, I could never be too careful. After opening the door, the server pushed the cart inside. I signed the bill and left a ridiculously large tip before hustling the server back outside.

After the door shut, I exhaled a breath. “You can come out now.”

Quinn had ended his call with Callum. “Everything good with you guys?” I asked.

“We’re fine.” He bestowed a quick kiss on my lips.

To my surprise, he’d donned one of the robes. “What happened to staying naked around me?” I teasingly asked.

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