Page 82 of Beautiful Rush
“So this is your plan?” Killian asked, although he’d grudgingly admitted that Keira did good. And let’s face it, Killian had never been risk-averse. He just worried about the women in his life which I fully understood.
I grinned. “We have mountains to climb. This is the first step.”
Connor chuckled. “At this rate, you’ll be scaling that mountain in record time.”
“We don’t mess around. We’ll be on our way down it by tomorrow,” I announced confidently. Possibly premature and cocky to assume that, but I had faith in Keira. I had faith in us. She was strong and resilient, and we would slay our demons together.
“I’m guessing you’ll be there to hold her hand,” Connor said.
“Every step of the way.”
Ava clapped her hands together. “This is so exciting. I’m going to set up her social media accounts. Keira is going to be the hottest sensation on the drag racing circuit.”
Connor and Killian groaned in unison. I laughed. Keira had already been talking about getting sponsors and a stock car on the drive to New Jersey and I was sure that after tonight’s performance, she would be talking about it all the way home.
Ava gave me a little slug on the shoulder then winced. “Sorry. I keep forgetting you’re recovering from a gunshot wound.”
“I’m fine. Don’t worry about it.” I kept telling Keira the same thing but every time I said it, she got pissed and told me I wasn’t taking my injuries seriously enough.
“All of Keira’s followers are going to love you two together. I can see it now…the detective and the drag racer. The dream team.”
“Babe, take it down a notch,” Connor said. “Social media is more dangerous than drag racing.”
“You need to get over your issues with social media. Look what it did for Killian’s career. And Forever Ink.” Ava went on, pleading her case as we walked to the parking lot to wait for our drag racer to rock up.
“How are you feeling?” Eden asked as I fell into step with her and Killian.
“It’s all good. I got lucky.”
“Just don’t scare us like that again.”
“I’ll try my best.” My eyes lowered to her stomach. I couldn’t tell if she had a bump yet or not under her puffy down jacket. “How are you feeling?”
Killian wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “I feel great. I got lucky. In fact, I get lucky every day. Sometimes two or three times a day.” She winked at Killian who shook his head and chuckled.
We stopped by Killian’s Range Rover parked next to Connor’s Harley to wait for Keira. Ten minutes later, she roared into the parking lot.
“Here comes Mario,” Ava said. “Have you fixed her speeding tickets yet? That’s one of the perks of being with a cop, right?”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “What speeding tickets?”
Ava slapped her hand over her mouth. “Forget I said anything.”
“Jesus Christ,” Killian muttered.
Keira hopped out of her car and threw herself into my arms. “Thank you. It was such a rush.”
“I aim to please.”
“Oh, you do, Batman. You please me very much.” I palmed her ass and lifted her up, her legs cinching around my waist, and crushed my mouth against hers. She kissed me, long and slow and dirty, and I forgot all about her speeding tickets.
Kissing Keira Shaughnessy was yet another reason I was thankful to be alive.
“Get a room,” Ava said.
Breaking the kiss, Keira smiled at me as I set her on the ground. She turned her back to me and I wrapped my arms around her which prompted her to grind her ass against my crotch.
“Keep it up and I’ll have to fuck you in the backseat,” I whispered in her ear.
