Page 13 of Lucky In Love

“Why? Why what?” She crosses her arms over her chest, which only serves to make her perfect round breast look even more mouthwatering.

I close my eyes and shake my head again.

“Jade, why did you lie and sneak onto the set today?” I try to be patient, but my voice comes out raspy and demanding.

“You are a bloody fool.” She pushes away from the table and stands.

“I didn’t do shit! I arrived, and you had one of your lackeys shove me into your office. I was tired and hungry. All I wanted was to come home. I went looking for you only to have you not recognize me but mistake me for the fucking help!” She slams her palms on the table and leans in closer to me.

“Then I’m turned into some sex symbol and turned out to be recorded. The worse part is it’s gone fucking viral! I’ve had to shut my phone off because my bloody face is all over.” She straightens and starts to walk around the table, but I shoot my hand out, grabbing her wrist.

“My turn,” I stand slowly, so I’m looking down at her.

She gasps, and I barely keep myself from doing the same.

The room is charged with tension, and it is one hundred percent sexual. She bites her lip and tries to pull away making my anger turn up to rage.

Is she scared of me?

No, the way she’s staring at my lips as she slowly pants tells me she’s trying to run away before we do something incredibly foolish. So why am I not letting her?

FUCK.

“Ciarán,” her voice comes out in a whisper with the sweetest begging undertone that my mind snaps.

I pull her to me and close my mouth over hers, sealing our fate. The hell with the consequences, we’ll deal with that tomorrow.

Tonight, I want Jade in my bed.

Chapter Four

Jade

I’m kissing my brother, and I like it.

WHAT THE FUCK?

No, no, no. This is wrong. I grab his shirt, intent to push him away but find myself pulling him closer until I feel the imprint of his straining cock on my thigh, and reality comes back like a bucket of cold water.

“Stop, this can not happen,” I pull my face away, but he doesn’t let me get far.

“Bloody hell, Jade, it’s already begun, and I aim to finish it.” He lifts me into his arms and is halfway down the hall before my foggy brain computes what he just said.

“Put me down,” I hiss, looking around for our parents.

“AS soon as we get into my room.” What?

“Ciarán! No, I am not sleeping with you.” His chuckle is dark and without humor.

“Of course not,” He bumps the door to his room open with his hip and places me down on my feet.

I sigh as sanity slowly returns. I pat his chest and nod. It was just a moment of temporary insanity. We can forget all about it. I smile up at him, happy we’re on the same page, but the look in his eyes hasn’t changed one bit.

“We aren’t sleeping at all. You’ll be too busy groaning my name for sleep.” If I were wearing any knickers, they’d be ruined.

Christ on a cracker.

He closes the door and locks it making me take a step back. I shake my head at him in disbelief. How am I supposed to talk sense into him when he’s tracking me like prey? My body wants what he’s offering me, but my conscious is screaming at me that he’s too drunk to see reason.

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