Page 32 of Taming Irish

Chapter 9

Makena

Agreeingto go out with Shane after what just happened in the hallway is probably not the smartest decision I’ve ever made. Especially after Nora walked in on us. But holy hell…that kiss. It was insane. I’m still shaking from the intensity of it as I grab my purse from thekitchen.

Trouble.

Trouble.

Trouble.

My brain repeats the word, warning me not to walk out the door with the man. But I let him lead meoutside.

“That’s your car?” I ask, stepping out of the cottage and seeing the black Ferrari sitting in thedriveway.

He gives me one of his smirks. “She’s pretty, isn’tshe?”

“She?”

Opening the passenger door for me, he leans down and says softly against the shell of my ear, “Look at her curves. She’s pure feminine beauty, just waitin’ for the right hands to make herpurr.”

“Is everything sexual toyou?”

“Yes.” There go those dimples again, and the way his eyes twinkle with a mixture of playfulness and promise has me pulling my bottom lip between my teeth and glancing away. He murmurs, “Ye’reblushing.”

“I’mnot.”

“Yeare.”

Iam.

My whole body reacts to the sexual energy that radiates off him. My knees wobble and my breath comes out rough. Our gazes tangle, and I find my pulse racing the longer theyhold.

I roll my eyes, breaking the connection, and duck into the car, hearing his faint chuckle as he shuts thedoor.

“So, how’d ye come to be staying at Colleen’s house?” Shane asks when he gets in the driver’s side and turns the key in the ignition, reversing the car out of thedriveway.

I have to hold back a gasp as he accelerates, making the engine roar and my bodyvibrate.

“It’s a house swap.” My voice cracks on the lastword.

“For how long?” He keeps his eyes on the road in front of him, giving me a chance to study his profile. God, the man is sexy. Straight nose, full lips, dark hair that falls slightly over hisforehead.

“Sixmonths.”

One brow lifts. “That’s a long time. Don’t ye have a job backhome?”

There’s no condemnation in the question, just general curiosity. Still, my defenses goup.

“I used to own a little boutique in the town I livein.”

“Usedto?”

I shift in my seat and glance out the window. “I had to liquidate everything when Cha-” I stop myself from saying my ex’s name. “After my divorce. I didn’t have enough in savings to pay out myex.”

I feel, rather than see, Shane frown. “I thought he was some kind of celebrity. I would have thought it’d be ye who got asettlement.”

I laugh, but there’s no humor in it. “His success is recent. When we were married, my income was what supported us. Not only did he get half of all our savingsandmy business, but I also had to pay him a large sum in order not to have to pay spousal support for the rest of mylife.”

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