Page 16 of The Irish Rogue

Sean lifted his head up, then braced himself on his elbow. “You think you can’t do that all over again?”

She shivered and shook her head. “Nope. Not gonna happen.”

He sighed and looked down at her. They were completely naked and she didn’t have the energy to even be embarrassed by it. “You’re seriously a beautiful, incredibly sexy woman, Kennedi,” he muttered. Then stood up and, without any warning, scooped her up and carried her in his arms to the bathroom. “But you also look like you could use a hot shower.” He set her down, then turned on the water, keeping his arm around her waist as he held her close.

Without her shoes on, Kennedi felt even shorter compared to his height. “Just how tall are you?”

“Six feet, four inches,” he replied, looking down at her. “Is that a problem?”

She grinned up at him. “Nope. Just another piece of information.”

He lowered his head, kissing her forehead. “And how tall are you?”

“Almost five feet, five inches.”

He chuckled, lifting one of those dark eyebrows in an expression that she was starting to think of as sexy. “Almost? You’re a munchkin.”

She pulled back, feigning offense. “I don’t remember you complaining about my height a few minutes ago. But if I’m too short for you, then I can just…” she pretended to pull away, but he growled, pulling her back into the circle of his arms.

“You’re the perfect height,” he assured her, then kissed her again.

The water streamed over their heated bodies and Kennedi gasped when she felt that desire surge through her again. “Impossible!” she muttered, then closed her eyes as his hands moved over her body. The urgency, the frantic need, was too much for them and he took her there in the shower, then again on the bathroom floor. Thenagainin the bedroom.

The sun was just starting to dip below the horizon when she lifted her head from his chest and gasped, looking around.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, smoothing a hand over her naked bottom.

“What time is it?” she asked, wiggling around as she searched for his cell phone.

“It’s about six o’clock,” he replied, turning his phone around so that she could see it.

“No!” she hissed, looking around as if expecting something to jump out and bite her. She jumped out of the bed, looking around for her clothes.

“Why is that bad?” he asked, walking over to slide his hand over her back. “Are you hungry? I can order something to be delivered.”

Her blue eyes lifted to his, her hair flipping around as she processed his question. “Delivery?” she repeated, then looked around again, as if she could see something strange outside of the windows. “No! No delivery!”

That’s when she realized where she’d left her car. “Ohno!”

“What is it?” he asked, watching as she hurriedly pulled her clothes on.

“My car!” she groaned, pulling her tee shirt on over her naked breasts, then grumbling something before pulling her tee-shirt off and putting her bra on. She contorted her arms until the bra was latched, then tugged her tee shirt back down.

“Kennedi, what’s going on?” he asked, standing naked in front of her.

She lifted her eyes and…paused, licking her lips when she stared at his erection. Okay, it was only at half-mast at the moment, but after the past…however long she’d been with him, she knew the pleasure that appendage could give her.

Squeezing her eyes shut, she focused on trying to get dressed.

“My car!”

“What about it?” he demanded.

She leaned back, tugging her jeans up over her hips. “I drove to Clara’s parents place last night. My car is still parked in her driveway!”

“And?”

She huffed a bit, then pulled her boots on. “And…” she started off sarcastically, unable to hide her panic, “everyone at the party last night will have left by now.”

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