Around the World in 80 Men Series: Books 11-20 (23 page)

“This
is funny for ye, is it?” Burke was still standing by the open
door and snow was actually blowing into the kitchen from outside. If
that wasn't enough, he was waving his arms in front of him and still
had his shirt pulled up over his face. “Ye just
had
ta
give them the wee nuts! I swear...” Burke finished his sentence
but it was inaudible and judging by the grimace on his face, they
probably weren't nice words.

Morgan
was still wiping the tears of laughter off her face when Burke
finally shut the door and returned to the kitchen. She sat down at
the island and watched the man begin to prepare the eggs, mumbling
about how he hadn't smelled anything so horrific in his life. Right
as Burke cracked an egg into the pan, another soft
poosh
sounded
and Wallace snapped his head around to look at his rear.

“Yes,
that was you!” Morgan told the curious dog, then she watched
Burke go through the same motions as before. Only that time, he was
done with the whole situation.

“I'm
no' smelling this any longer!” Burke flipped the switch on the
burner to the off position and left the room in a hurry. She had to
get out of there too. The smell was enough to singe the eyebrows from
her face.

Morgan
ran up the stairs and shut the door, locking the gassy dogs out in
the hallway. “Sorry babies, I can't take it!” She giggled
and decided she'd just eat later, since she obviously wasn't going to
cook her own breakfast.

*****

It
was just after six that evening when Finlay finally arrived home, and
Morgan ran down the stairs to greet him in the foyer. He was happy
to see that she was so full of energy, and not grabbing her side with
every move, and he laughed as she nearly jumped into his arms.

“I
forgot to tell you this morning...you look so freaking good.”
She eyed him as she let her hands fall from his neck, and ran her
finger along the outside of his suit jacket, right down his chest.
Finlay raised one brow as he watched her hand move lower.

“Ye
plan to keep that wee hand going?” He smiled when she looked
up and nodded.

“At
least, after we eat.” He laughed as her stomach sounded out at
the response to hearing about food. “See...I'm starving!”
He put his hand on her stomach and his laugh filled the brightly lit
entryway.

“We'll
take care of that....,” his hand moved higher until he had her
right breast completely covered, “then I'll take care of you.”
Her warm smile nearly made him reverse the order of events, but he
managed to remove his hand from where it was, and find Morgan's to
walk with her to the kitchen.

“Bloody
hell! Ye gave 'em nuts!” Finlay ran from the kitchen's
entrance, nearly falling over Wallace who had ran in front of him.
“Burke!” He called for his butler, and the old man poked
his head out from the library entrance in the hall. “The
hounds are shootin' off wee bastards from their arses! I'll not eat
in there! Bring dinner up to my room.” Finlay grabbed
Morgan's hand again, looking back with narrowed eyes at her
uncontrolled snorting and laughter. “Ye just had to do it....”

Burke
had already taken matters into his own hands, and he had gone to town
and picked up several pasta dishes for the Campbell and his
companion, so he braved the kitchen one last time and poured the
delicious contents onto proper plates and delivered their dinner to
the master bedroom. He also remembered Morgan's wine, and a stiff
drink for his employer. With a quick nod, the tight faced Burke left
the room, and Finlay changed out of his suit before enjoying his
meal.

“Oh
Fin, poor Burke must hate me! I was a complete ass the last time I
was with him...and now...he's being gassed...out...of the...house.”
It was no use, she couldn't even show the regret that she felt
through the need to laugh at how bad it must be down there.

“Real
broken up about it, aye?” Morgan fell straight to her side on
the bed as her laughing fit charged into full gear. He was so
serious, and that just made it far worse. “I told ye not to
give them...” He was cut off as Morgan's snorting loudly
interrupted his words. “The nuts Morgan, ye can't give 'em..”
Oh, the pain in her side would have hit her whether she was injured
or not, and there was no way that he was going to get another word in
about the digestive system of his werwolves. Seeing her reddened
face and tears of laughter brought a smile to his face, then he too
finally had to see the humor in it all. “Awrite, let's eat.”
He was still laughing when he brought their plates to the bed. “Oh,
and here's yer money.” He took a few steps to his closet, and
took an envelope and her card out, handing everything over to her.
“I hope two thousand is enough for what ye want.” She
nodded and told him that it was perfect, and thanked the man for
going to the bank for her.

Sitting
with her favorite Scot, over a nice meal, was something that she had
fallen in love with. He was a wonderful dinner companion, one who
kept the conversation going and always made her feel important, even
if it was just to spread butter on her roll without even asking. Her
heart filled with each moment that she had with him, and it was all
she could do to keep her hands to herself until they finished their
food. It was when he finally leaned back on the bed and announced
that he was full, that Morgan knew she could release her hands all
over her gorgeous Finlay.

*****

Julianne
finally received the call from Felix that she had been waiting for.
She called the man and left a message in desperation to tell someone
how upset she was that Morgan had been attacked. It wasn't as if she
could do anything about it, other than ban him from her services, but
she at least needed to tell someone. Since she and Felix had been
talking online, and had moved on to exchanging numbers, he was the
first and only person that she wanted to share her emotional torment
with.

When
he returned her call, she immediately told him the entire story, even
mentioning Morgan by name. Felix couldn't tell her that he knew the
girl, but his heart nearly broke at knowing that his sweet Morgan had
gone through something so horrible. He listened quietly, adding a
few questions here and there, and learned the whole story before
offering his own thoughts.

“Rose,
I'm thinking that the man wouldn't be able to pay for a woman's
service...if he...had no money.” He waited through the few
seconds of silence before she replied.

“That's
true, he wouldn't. But he does...a ton of it...so I don't know what
can be done about that.” She paced back and forth on the white
carpet in her room, knowing that nothing could be done, but happy
that Felix let her dump the drama on his lap.

“My
lady, there is a way. Let's just say that there's nothing I can't do
when it comes to one's.... financials.” Felix smiled into the
phone, because it was true. His expertise had been learned years ago
when he worked for a quite unsavory gentlemen who could easily tap
into anyone's account. Not that Felix himself would ever do anything
like that, but desperate times called for the man to overlook his own
moral standings.

“Really?”
Her quiet voice brought a wider smile to the handsome man's face,
and he nodded into the phone as he spoke.

“Indeed.”

“Hmmm...
would be a shame if he lost everything.” Her smile could also
be heard through the phone.

Chapter
Ten

Morgan
stretched under the blanket, loving the feel of Finlay's warm naked
body against her own. Their long night of tender love making had
given her a renewed sense of energy that she needed more than
anything. It was the kind of energy that also begged for more of
what he had given her just hours before.

“Oh,
did I wake you?” She pulled the thick hair that nearly covered
his eyes as she spoke, giggling at the smile that formed, even before
he opened his eyes.

“Aye,
ye did.” He opened one eye and looked in her direction, and
felt his heart tug at the happiness he saw in the girl. “And
now that ye have me awake, what do ye plan to do with me?” He
turned to his side and put his large hand at her waist.

“Everything.”
Morgan leaned in for a kiss but was pulled forward and got one of
her own, the big man took control and covered her mouth with a kiss
that stoked the fire that he had flamed the night before.

He
broke the kiss long enough to bring her on top of him, then pushed
her forward to a sitting position on his lap. His eyes took in the
large bruise on her side, but quickly dismissed his thoughts as he
moved up to her beautiful breasts. His hands covered them and he
watched her face as his fingers closed in around her pink nipples.
His touch brought her legs tighter around his hips as pleasure seared
her mind and body. He knew her body so well, and each slight
movement of his hand brought a sigh of pleasure from her lips, and
her legs tighter against his skin.

His
hands finally moved to her back and he pulled her down slightly to
meet his raising head, and she opened her eyes to watch him take her
into his mouth. Her wet center easily slid against his lower belly
as she pushed against him with need at the feel of his teeth scraping
against her tender skin. The sensation was overpowering as a new
flood of desire filled her body completely. Her loud whimpers
floated through the room and her body moved against his with a need
that he couldn't wait to satisfy. He smiled at her sounds of
disapproval as his mouth left her, then held her tightly around the
waist when he took her other pink area between his teeth. “Oh,
God Fin!” She squeezed his body and fought against his hold
around her. His hardened area was upright against her ass, and each
movement that she made was sweet torture for him. “Don't
stop.” She looked down and started to raise her body, and when
he saw what she was doing, he loosened his grip and helped guide her
over his lap. Her hot wet body easily slid down over him, and he
growled into her breast when she had taken all of him inside of her.

He
kept his arm around her waist and easily moved her into a perfect
rhythm, one that matched each intake of her hardened nipple into his
mouth. Her sounds of pleasure drove him mad as he moved her against
him, to the point of removing his lips and staring into her face.
She looked down and brought her hands to the sides of his head,
holding him in place as she watched their shared passion play over
his features.

Their
bodies moved faster and Finlay dropped his hand between them, his
large finger easily finding her swollen area. Her head went back and
her legs came together in a grip that pushed him over the edge into
spasms of bliss that filled her hot center, and her walls milked his
thick cock with her own loud release.

Morgan
fell back to her pillow when the pulsations had come to an end and
tried to catch her breath.
No,
she thought,
we will never
go without that ever again.
She smiled to herself and regretted
missing out on his tender touch during their time together in
Florida. They had some catching up to do, but they had a pretty good
start. The two of them laid in bed together for over an hour before
either of them decided to get up, and it was only until William
barged into the room and threatened their air that made them move.

When
Morgan said she was hungry, they went downstairs and Finlay warmed up
the muffins he had Burke pick up the night before. They went back
into the bedroom and he got to watch the beautiful girl do her berry
picking. The rest of the day was spent doing what Morgan loved the
most. Staying in bed and just enjoying the time she had with the
handsome man.

*****

The
next few days were spent in a similar fashion; relaxing, watching
movies, making love and avoiding the talk of peanuts. When Sunday
rolled around Morgan awoke to intense pain, but it had nothing to do
with her injuries. It had been a over a week since the incident and
she was thrilled that only a faint gray tint remained around her eyes
and cheek. Her ribs were also feeling much better and she was able to
just take a regular aspirin for the pain whenever her side ached. But
the pain she felt that morning had to do with day two of a certain
monthly visit.

She
crawled out of bed and found her carry on bag and pulled out one of
the pills Sean had given her. There were only three remaining, so she
hated to use them for cramps, but if she expected to fly anywhere
that day, she didn't want to deal with it. Morgan wrapped the pill in
a piece of paper, then broke it in half and popped one of the ends in
her mouth. Within minutes, she was feeling a lot better, and since it
was only half a pill, she'd be able to counter it with enough coffee.