Page 111 of Fix You

“To answer your question, I’m here to see Maeve.”

“No one informed me that Ms. Kavanaugh was expecting a visitor.”

“I’m here to surprise her.”

“Do any of the Kavanaughs know that?”

“No. And we’re going to keep it that way. Understood?”

With a roll of his eyes, Nolan countered, “You’re out of your fucking mind if you think I’m going to lie to my employers for you. I don’t care if you are Mr. Kavanaugh’s brother-in-law.”

While I appreciated this jackasses commitment to Maeve, he was taking it too far. “You’re really pissing me off right now.”

“Likewise.”

Jabbing my finger at him, I said, “Look, I’m going in there to see Maeve, and you’re not fucking stopping me.”

“Wanna bet?”

I threw my head back with a laugh. “If you want to live to continue this job, you’ll get out of my fucking way.”

“Not. happening.”

Without even pausing to think, I threw a right hook at his face. It only momentarily took him off guard for me to land another punch to his stomach. He recovered by head-butting my abdomen and shoving me into the wall.

I started pummeling my fists into his neck to try to get him off me. He whirled us around to slam me into the opposite wall. Sprinting forward, I tackled him to the ground.

“Nolan? Nolan, what are you doing?” Maeve screamed.

The sound of her voice sobered us, and we both ceased throwing hits. I’d been so in the zone I hadn’t even realized Murphy was in the hallway with us, barking and growling at our feet.

When I glanced up at Maeve, her eyes widened. “Rafe?”

“Way to fuck up my surprise,stronzo,” I grunted as I pulled myself up from the floor.

Once I was upright, I tried to catch my breath, but Maeve launched herself at me. “Wait, babe, I need to clean up.”

“I don’t care. I just can’t believe you’re really here!” she cried as she peppered my face with kisses.

“I missed you so much that I had to see you.”

Maeve’s response was to really lay one on me as she ground her pussy against my growing erection. I groaned as my hands went around her waist to cup her perfect ass.

At the sound of a throat clearing, Maeve jerked her mouth from mine. When she looked over at Nolan, a red flush of mortification filled her face. “Um, could you possibly give us some privacy, please?”

“Where would you prefer I go?”

“Downstairs.” Placing her palm on my chest, Maeve said, “I’ll be safe with Rafe.”

“Are you sure about that?” Nolan questioned wryly.

At my growl, Maeve replied, “I’m positive.”

A few moments passed before Nolan replied, “I’ll consent to standing by the elevator, but my instructions are to never leave this floor without you.”

When Maeve hesitated, I asked, “What’s wrong with that?”

Pink once again tinged her cheeks. “The walls are really thin.”

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