“She always claimed we had a bit of magic in our blood.” Bree wrapped her arms over her chest and gripped my wrists at the same time.
We swayed in a slow side to side motion, letting out bodies move to the sound of creaking trees and bubbling water. It was so peaceful here. I understood why Shayla wanted to live out here away from everyone.
“There was one time when I was in kindergarten that she tried to get me to dress up as a witch for Halloween. Nana had a fit. Said if I wanted to be a magical creature I should be a leprechaun ora unicorn.” Her voice quivered at the end, and she rubbed her cheek back and forth over my forearm.
Tears dampened my skin, and I turned her in my arms. “Let me guess. She told you that you could be any damned thing you wanted.”
Bree nodded, her throat working. She swallowed, tried to speak, then pressed her lips together.
Time stopped when she looked up at me with tear-streaked cheeks. “You still can, Bree. She always believed in you, and even though you lost her too soon, she would want you to do whatever the hell made you happy.”
“She used to say that to me. Made Nana furious. But then Nana would come into my room after Mom went to bed and tell me the same thing.” She released a shuddering sigh, her eyes drifting closed. “I miss them so much.”
“I know.” There was nothing else I could say, nothing I could do, to take her pain away. I held her, and I told her stories about her mother, things her grandmother had said or done that she might not remember, and I let the world go on without us. We stayed there for hours before finally heading back to her car.
Bree took my hand as we walked across the rough gravel to where she’d parked. Her fingers laced through mine, and she rested her head on my shoulder. “Thank you, Finn.”
“You’re welcome.” Anything for you. The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I lost them when Bree stood on her tiptoes and kissed me.
Hadn’t expected that, but no way I’d pass up the chance to kiss her. I backed her against the car and deepened the kiss.
She made that little moaning noise in the back of her throat and wrapped her arms around my neck. “I’ve missed you.”
I pressed my throbbing cock against her stomach, letting her feel how much I’d missed her. “Sorry I haven’t been able to come by the pub as much. Spring’s a busy time for us.”
“You’re here now.” The suggestive tone and arched brow led to Bree opening the back door and sliding into the seat. She pulled me inside with her, giggling when I bumped my head on the roof of her car.
“I feel like a teenager again.” I pulled her into my lap and kissed the side of her neck.
Her giggles turned into sighs and groans when I ran my hands beneath her shirt and over her breasts.
She pushed my jacket off my shoulders and tossed it beside her, her legs pressing on either side of mine and cradling my cock.
I helped her out of her shirt and removed her bra, barely waiting for it to fall from my fingers before I sucked her nipple into my mouth and gripped her hips. She rolled her head back, holding onto my shoulders and arching her back to give me better access.
The windows fogged over, leaving us in a cocoon of bliss. I kissed a line from her breast to her collarbone, then eased a hand into her pants to cup her sex.
“Fuck, Finn.” She ground her hips into my hand. “I want you.”
“I’m here, love. I’m right here.” And there were too many clothes between us.
A knock pounded on the window beside my head.
Bree squealed and lunged to the side, using her hands to cover her body.
I yanked my jacket up from the seat where Bree tossed it and threw it over her, tucking her head into the curve of my neck and placing a hand on the back of her head. “It’s okay. I’ll take care of it.” It didn’t take much to figure out who I’d find on the other side of the window. Keeping Bree tight against me with my jacket shielding her, I rolled the window down.
A man in a plain blue uniform stood on the other side. He bent slightly to get a better look at me and his eyebrows rose. “Finn? What the hell you doing out here?” His face flushed. “Oh. Well.” He coughed and tugged at his collar. “You know you can’t have sex in a public parking lot.”
“Yep.” I managed to keep my voice controlled.
Bree’s chest heaved against mine, her entire body shaking.
My pulse responded to hers and joined the race to beat right out of my chest. Would he recognize Bree? No one else had hair her shade of red. “Sorry, Officer Henders.” I addressed him with all the respect he deserved. I’d worked alongside him often enough during fires. He was a good guy. A bit square and by the book, which explained why he’d been willing to approach Bree’s car, no doubt after seeing the steamed up windows. Shit! What if he ran the plates?
I rubbed a hand up and down Bree’s spine, willing her not to raise her head. I didn’t care if the whole world knew about us, but she’d asked to keep things quiet.
Henders took a step back from the window and tugged on his belt. “Figured you’d know better by now.” Shaking his head, the man took another step back.
