Page 85 of Taming Irish

“Ye don’t have to make a decision now.” I pull back slightly. “Just know I’ll do anything to protect ye. Whatever happens, whatever decision ye make, I’ll always be here forye.”

She chews on her bottom lip, her cheeks flushed, eyes swirling with emotions I can’tpinpoint.

There’s a noise at the far end of the hall, like a woman’s strangled cry, but when I glance away from Makena and look, I only get a glimpse of red hair as the figure disappears around thecorner.

I glance back, and Makena’s still looking up at me. I swear there are unshed tears in hereyes.

Shit.

“What can I do?” I ask, dragging my thumb across hercheek.

“My phone…” The words come out strained, and she gives me a small smile. “The battery has been dead for a couple days, and I need to call Quinn before she freaksout.”

“I’ll go down to the gift store and get ye one. I’ll get the coffees, too.” I kiss her again, then give her my best Shane Hayes grin, before turning and heading toward theelevators.

“Shane.” Her voice stopsme.

I glance over my shoulder ather.

She smiles. “I want you to be my tomorrow,too.”

With those words, I finally understand what Cillian was talking about when he said I needed to find myhappiness.

Because I finally found it withMakena.

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