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The warmth lingered on her skin even after his lipspulled away to sit next to her. Her head fell to his shoulder as she clung to him, nausea churning in her stomach.
“Where are we going?”
“I’m taking you home, love,” he murmured.
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Shannon
Her eyelids flew open, the sudden shift from sleep to alertness throwing her off balance.
“Where are we?” Her voice crackled through the headset as she bolted upright, only to be jolted back by the safety harness holding her in place. “This isn’t Meadow Dawn.”
The hum of the helicopter’s descent vibrated through her body as she stared out the cabin window. Outside, the sky had darkened, an inky navy expanse stretching above them.
A canopy of tall trees blurred, and as they lowered, the sprawling outline of a property took shape, its vastness almost intimidating.
Her heart raced as the ground beneath them came closer.
She strained to make sense of everything, her mind spinning, trying to piece it together.
“Jamie. I don’t recognise this place,” she said, unease in her voice.
“It’s okay, we’re home. At my place in Fermanagh.” Jamie set his hand on her thigh, reassuring her while also keeping things under control.
Thwapping blades spun overhead, becoming louder as the chopper settled on the ground.
Her mind was still reeling, but before she could ask more, Jamie jumped out of the helicopter and disappeared from view.
Moments later, he reappeared, pulling open the door beside her and leaning in to unclip her harness.
“It’s just me and you. C’mon, love.” He held out his hand, offering her the only thing that mattered in that moment—his strength.
Shannon shuffled forward, her body still disoriented from sleep and the whirlwind of unfamiliar emotions swirling inside her.
This time, she didn’t hesitate, sliding her hand into his, the firm grasp of his fingers sending a jolt of warmth through her.
Her heart fluttered at the contact. The confusion, the tension, all of it seemed to dissolve with the simple connection of their skin.
Rather than wait for her to find her footing, he pulled her into his arms, sweeping her into the air. She clung to him for balance, his muscular arms securing her tight to his chest.
For a moment, she allowed herself to settle againstthe steady rhythm of his heart and soak up the idea that she wasn’t alone anymore.
“You’re okay now,” Jamie murmured, his voice a low whisper, full of reassurance.
He carried her toward a massive building… the place he called home.
The size of it stunned her into complete silence. Lights cast a soft glow across the imposing structure, highlighting the vastness of the estate, each beam, and column seeming to stretch into the night sky.
The meticulous design extended outwards, standing alone amidst acres of untamed woodland.
With every step he took, the enormity of his home sank deeper. The walls gleamed white, almost too pristine, with windows that reflected the floodlights illuminating the grounds, creating a stark contrast against the night.
It looked like a show home from a glossy magazine, one of those places that seemed almost too perfect to be real, something a millionaire would own, but nothing she’d ever imagined Jamie living in.
The closer she got, the more realised this wasn’t just wealth, it was opulence in its purest form. Everything about it screamed of money that didn’t just buy things, but bought dreams.
Without a word, he set her down on the doorstep, his hands steadying her as she found her balance.
