Page 89 of Falling for the Bad Boy
“Uncomfortable, not mad.” He shifted his hold on the suitcase to the other hand and let his arm rest on my shoulders. “How long do we have to entertain them before I can take you upstairs and have my way with you?”
“Not very long, I promise.”
“Or maybe we can take care of things on the way? Did you bring Macy’s SUV to pick me up? I bet there’s plenty of room in the backseat.”
My stomach warmed at the idea of me and Oliver squeezing in a quickie before we headed back to Newbridge. But there was no time and there definitely wasn’t any room in the vehicle I’d driven to pick him up at the airport. “I’m not sure that’s an option.”
Nodding, he propelled me out the door and into the blustery cold of a Chicago winter. “Damn, I forgot how much I hate the cold.”
“Suck it up, you’re a Midwesterner now.” I gave him a playful jab as I dug my mittens out of my coat pocket. “And I didn’t bring Macy’s truck. I bought my own car. Business has been good.”
He followed me into short-term parking and stopped as I popped the trunk of my brand-new Mini Cooper. “How the hell are we going to be able to get it on in that?”
“Patience, my love.” I palmed the front of his jeans before I reached for the driver’s side door. “I promise all of the waiting will be worth it. Now get in the car so we can get to the good stuff.”
Oliver
Four hours later, I peeled a very tipsy Macy away from Trinity and ushered her out the door behind her fiancé. I’d been awake for almost thirty hours, and the only thing I wanted to do was burrow into Trinity’s arms and fall asleep. After I got her naked. And made her scream my name at least once. Maybe twice if I could keep my eyes open long enough.
“That wasn’t so bad, now, was it?” She smirked at me as she gathered a few empty wine glasses in her hands.
“It was horrible.” I stood next to her and faced the wall behind the checkout counter. “I was doing okay until I walked in and saw your mural.”
“Oh yeah?” Her eyes sparkled, and I wanted to snag the glasses out of her hands and lean her over the antique counter in front of us.
“Does anyone else know those are my ass prints up there?” I glanced up to the giant canvas she’d stretched across the brick wall. “Remember the night you painted that?”
“How could I ever forget?” She walked back to the small kitchen area she’d had installed and dunked the glasses into the sink of soapy water. “I sure hope you’re better at business than you were at painting.”
I stifled a laugh. “So that’s how we’re going to start our joint venture? By flinging insults?”
Shrugging, she turned around to face me, her hands full of bubbles. “I suppose I could fling bubbles instead.”
The cluster of soap suds sailed through the air between us and caught me by surprise when it landed on the side of my cheek. Neither of us said a word. Then Trinity burst into laughter.
“That’s it.” I squared my shoulders and advanced with only one goal on my mind. “You’re going down, babe.”
She fluttered her lashes. “No problem. As long as you go down on me after I’m done going down on you.”
“You’ve got a deal.” I caught her around the waist and spun her to face me. She lifted her palm to my cheek and wiped the bubbles away.
“Thank you for coming back.” The humor left her eyes, and she glanced toward her feet. “I know it must have been hard for you to leave your family again.”
“Hey”—I nudged her chin up to meet my gaze—“Isla was over the moon when I told her she was going to be in charge. She can’t wait to partner with you on the designs you worked up.”
“And your mom and dad aren’t mad that I stole you away?” Her mouth turned down into a frown.
I leaned forward and tried to kiss her unhappiness away. “They’re not thrilled, but it was my decision to come back. And once we start importing their wool, I’m sure I’ll be back and forth enough that they’ll get their fill of me.”
“I just don’t want you to regret it. You left your whole family behind…for what?” She shrugged and gestured around the small space.
I took her hands in mine. “For us. I love you, Trinity Ryan. To me there’s no more my family, your family. There’s only us and the family that surrounds us both. You’re my family now, and once I get enough saved up, I want to make it official.”
“Oh yeah?” That brought on a smile. “And I’m supposed to wait how long until you get enough saved up?”
“Here.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out a length of yarn.
“What’s this?”
