Page 11 of The Seer

“Why are you lingering? Are you nuts?” she screeched.

“Aye. But we’re not in one of those action films you love so much, and it’s doubtful the feckin’ thing will explode.”

Taryn stalked forward and punched his arm. “You’re such a dick.”

His irises had lightened, making his twinkling humor more prominent and, sadly, more alluring. His husky laughter eased the tension in her shoulders. But she didn’t join in his amusement. Not right away. Laughing felt like surrender, and she wasn’t ready to let her guard down with this mercurial man.

“Okay, so maybe I overreacted,” she admitted with a sheepish shrug.

He held his thumb and index finger up. “Just a wee bit.”

They stared at each other, caught up in the magic, similar to their initial meeting in Ireland.

The memory of their first kiss drifted back to her…

“And now the introductions are out of the way, can I snog ya, then?”

“Snog?” she’d asked.

“Kiss. I’ve a powerful need to kiss ya, love.”

The memory affected them both. With the same intensity he had in the pub, Fintan tipped up her chin and brushed her nose with his. Desire, both his and hers, grew thick in the air, enchanting and drawing them together. If an inch of space existed between them, it wasn’t by design.

“Sure, and I still have that powerful need, Taryn-Taryn. It’s likely to never go away.”

His voice was a mere whisper, but it thundered in her chest. Every intimate memory they’d shared surged to the surface: music, firelight, the feel of his bare skin on hers, and the weight of him cradled between her thighs. Chasing those memories was the ache of everything left unsaid.

Goddess, she was a fool, because here she was, ready to rush back in, if only to recapture the unique feeling of being alive only Fintan could spark within her.

Sucking in her breath, she tilted her head to receive his mouth.

But the kiss never came.

CHAPTER4

“Sorry to interrupt.”

Fintan snatched his hand away and tucked it behind his back as he shifted to face Taryn’s sister, Josephine.

He was thankful she’d arrived when she did, or he’d have done something incredibly stupid.

The sudden slap against the back of his head was unexpected, and he cast a scowl over his shoulder. Before he could ask, Taryn’s thoughts on the matter rang through loud and abundantly clear.

“Kissing me is stupid? You’re an asshole!”

Fuck!

He’d forgotten about their new connection.

“I’d like to forget it, too,” she muttered, shoving past him. “What’s up, Josie?”

Her sister’s gaze swept Taryn’s face and locked on him. A slow smile curled her lips.

“Well, well, well. This is interesting.”

“Why?” Taryn snapped. “Youinterestedin stealing another boyfriend?”

Hurt flashed in Josie’s amber eyes but she quickly replaced her pain with a mask of indifference.

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