Page 79 of Beneath Pearly Irish Skies
“In our haste, I don’t believe I managed to tell you how beautiful you are,mo ghrá. You take my breath away.”
She knew he believed it, but she wouldn’t go that far. He, however… “I might have stopped breathing completely for at least a minute when you dropped your pants.”
“Breathing might continue to be a problem for me when I see you naked,” he said, caressing the line from her belly to her breasts. “But it’s my heart I’m more worried about. You have the most incredible impact on it.”
He leaned down and kissed her, making her own heart turn a somersault in her chest. When he lifted his head, that new devilish smile was back in full force—a smile she expected would be reserved for this moment.
“I see what you mean,” she whispered.
“I’m ready to see the next love lair when you are,” he said, waggling his silver brows.
She tugged him down and kissed him.
It could wait.
