Page 126 of Fix You

“It’s okay. I know why she didn’t.”

“You do?”

To my surprise, a giggle echoed over the line. “She knows I’m the worst at keeping secrets, so I’m sure she was afraid I would accidentally let it slip that the two of you were seeing each other.”

“That makes sense.”

“And there’s always the fact that it’s far more exciting to be sneaking around, isn’t it?”

I laughed. “Yes, I suppose so.”

“With all that said, I’m assuming you didn’t call from her phone to out your relationship.”

“No, it’s actually about Nolan.”

And then I related to her the agony of the day. Thankfully, Orla was willing to take on the task of informing Nolan’s family of his loss. I’m sure she’d done it many times as a clan leader’s wife.

After I was finished talking to Orla, I headed to the bedroom. When I opened the door, Maeve lay on her side with her knees pulled up to chest. I went over and laid down with her.

“Your mother–”

She silenced me by bringing her lips to mine. At what must’ve been my surprise, she pulled away to stare into my eyes. “I don’t want to talk anymore.” Taking my hand, she brought it to her breast. “I need you to feel me. I need to feel alive.”

“You’re sure?”

“Absolutely.”

As I brought my mouth over hers, I pushed Maeve down into the mattress and prepared to make her feel alive.

Many times.

After wasting no time initiating Maeve into the Mile High Club, we spent the remainder of the six hour flight getting a lot of use out of the bedroom. Just when I thought I was wearing her out, Maeve would initiate another round. Her desire for me was so incredibly sexy.

Each and every time with Maeve was discovering something new.

A new noise of pleasure she made.

A new position that angled me deeper inside her.

A new way she discovered her effect on me during a blow job or sex.

As we neared Boston, we had to pry ourselves away from each other to shower and get dressed. The plan was to go straight to the Kavanaugh mansion.I sure as hell wasn’t looking forward to it. I’d faced many foes in my life, and I hadn’t been afraid of any of them.

But I was a little afraid of the Kavanaughs.

When we started to exit down the jet stairs for the waiting SUV, Maeve froze. “Oh God,” she murmured.

Naturally, my hand went to the gun in my jacket. At the sight of Callum and his uncle, Seamus, waiting for us on the tarmac, I didn’t immediately take my hand off of it. Callum’s expression was one of stone cold fury.

“Go on,Tesoro. We have to face the music.”

“Let’s just turn around and get back on the plane. Give them time to cool off.”

With a chuckle, I replied, “I’ve never been too much of a pussy to face my consequences, and I’m not going to start today.”

When we reached the bottom of the stairs, Maeve slid her hand into mine. The closer we got to her brother and uncle, the more Maeve’s hand trembled . Callum shot me a menacing glare.

Holding up my free hand, I said, “Look, I know you’re angry but just let me explain.”

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