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“So, you came out because you thought I was gone?”

She raised her chin. “Yes.”

He did his best not to grin. At least she was honest.

“Why is that, Siobhan?” He stepped closer, making her move back and come up against the door.

“Because I’m embarrassed by what I said.” She nibbled on her lower lip, and he bit his to keep from groaning.

“About me not noticing you?” She nodded. “You’re wrong, Irish. I noticed.”

“Okay, you might have noticed, but you’re not interested.”

Liam chuckled. “You’re wrong… again.”

She placed her hands on her hips. “Bullshit, Liam. You had other women, and not once saw that I was interested in you.”

“Now that I didn’t notice. You hid it well, Siobhan.” He shrugged.

“You didn’t see it because you were with other women.”

“You make it sound like I was with a different woman every night.”

“I only know about the nights you were here.”

“I went home with one of them. I never touched the others. Which was only two. Don’t make me out to be a man-whore,” he snapped.

“I’m not saying that. I’m saying you didn’t notice that I was interested in you because you were with another woman.” She glared at him.

He stared into her emerald green eyes, glanced at her lips, back into her eyes, then leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. He wrapped his arms around her waist when she groaned and pulled her tight against him. Her arms slipped around his waist as he deepened the kiss and slid his tongue into her mouth.

He moved his hands down to her ass and squeezed. She pressed her hips against him, and he slowly raised his lips.

“Damn,” he whispered.

“My thoughts exactly,” she whispered back. “Are you sure you don’t want to sleep on my couch?”

“I’d rather sleep with you.”

She put her hands against his shoulders and pushed, making him step back.

“I’m not ready for that. I’m offering my sofa, so you don’t fall asleep while driving home. Nothing else.”

“I’ll be fine. The coffee helped.” He straightened. “Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow night. Goodnight, Siobhan O’Brien.” He touched the brim of his hat and walked away from her before he dragged her into a room and fucked her.

“Shit,” he muttered as he walked through the crowd.

He stepped outside, took a deep breath of the warm air, then walked to his truck to head home.

Once inside the cab, he looked at the bar’s double doors and shook his head. It was probably best not to come back. He knew he was asking for a heartache if he did. Siobhan was great, and as much as he’d love to know her, he also knew it wouldn’t last between them, and she didn’t seem the type to do one-night stands. Her offering her sofa proved that. It would be best to stay away.

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Summer was in full swing, Siobhan thought as she hurried along the sidewalk to get out of the heat. It was July, and the Fourth of July festival started this weekend. She wanted to experience it. It was Friday, and people were setting up.

Connie told her Main Street was closed to traffic, so people could set up booths. Siobhan smiled as she glanced around, seeing the red, white, and blue streamers everywhere and ribbons hanging on street lamps.

Booths sold crafts, vegetables, fruit, and baked goods. She couldn’t wait to do a little shopping.

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