Page 83 of Catch Him
Chapter 20
Sinead wasin the process of drying her hair when Dec popped his head around the corner of the bathroom door. Since she was just in her bra and a pair of panties, he took a moment to take in both her backside and her front side reflected in the mirror.
“Uh... Can I help you?” she asked over her shoulder.
“Yes. You can lose the panties and the bra and let me watch you blow dry your hair naked.”
“Dude, we just banged it out like thirty minutes ago. You can’t possibly be thinking about sex again.”
“Uh, babe. Man here. Remember? Big dick?”
“Big dickhead is right,” she muttered.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t catch that.”
“What do you want?” she shouted over the noise of the hair dryer.
“When you’re done making yourself beautiful I have a surprise waiting for you in the bedroom.”
Really, she decided. He was insatiable. However, since she seemed to be as well, she supposed she couldn’t throw sticks.
“Ten minutes.”
“Make it eight,” he told her and then shut the door.
Impossible man. No doubt she would find him waiting on the bed with a bow wrapped around said big dick.
The reality was, they hadn’t been able to keep their hands off each other much since theincident.Which is how they referred to Garrett’s death.
Sinead had convinced Dec they needed to stay with Mary for support. Two weeks later, they were still at the farm house in Middleburg.
The woman needed some serious female encouragement. While Jillian was fun when she brought a bucket of margaritas and demanded a girl-only, all-weekend drink fest, Mary also needed someone to let her cry it out.
Jill had flatly stated she did notdocrying.
After a few days of basically trying to avoid Mary, Flynn had disappeared entirely, apparently on an assignment. Sinead decided that was a good thing. Mary seemed to be tight around him and the last thing she needed was any additional stress in her life.
So she and Mary watched movies, drank wine and ate chocolate. Took long walks around the farm. Mary told her every wonderful thing Huntley had done leading up to their wedding, and everything awful thing he’d done after it.
It couldn’t help but make a girl wonder. Declan was like no man Sinead had ever known. She’d seen all his light and a glimpse of his dark and she loved all of it. He’d hinted at making things permanent. What if he also changed? Became something different? Someone different?
And there was all the talk about babies. He wanted five, to which she told him he was insane, and they’d worked out a deal for two with an option for three.
BABIES.
And forever. Part of her felt a little guilty being so happy knowing what Mary was going through. She planned to talk to Dec about it today.
They had both been there for Mary when she needed them. Now it might be time to give her some space. Being miserable was worse when you were around two people who, for the most part, were acting like lovesick teenagers.
Yes, she would gently let him know that it was time to give Mary some breathing room, and if they wanted to talk seriously about making things permanent then they should figure waiting at least six or seven months to make that happen. Which would give Sinead time to be really comfortable with their life, Mary time to heal and Declan… well he probably wouldn’t be happy, but he’d give in to her reasons because they were logical and sound.
The truth was, aside from typically winning the battle for which movie they were going to watch, he was a pushover anytime she asked him for anything.
Her hair done, and again wearing it down and loose because she knew he liked it that way and because it made her feel more confident, she left the bathroom expecting to find him staked out on the bed waiting for her.
If he asked she might cave, but he was going to have to be careful not to mess her hair.
Only he wasn’t naked on the bed. Instead, on the bed was a beautiful white strapless gown and a pair of shoes that she knew just looking at them cost more than the entire sum she’d ever spent on shoes in her life.
