Authors: Lawna Mackie
Kerrigan
laughed
and
hugged
her
even
harder.
Bella’s
cry
broke
through
their
consciousness.
“
M
eeka!
Meeka,
are
y
o
u there
?
” “Oh,
quick,
Kerrigan,
open
the
door
for
my
m
om.” Meeka
tried
to
pull
aw
a
y
.
Kerrigan
opened
the
door,
and
Bella
stu
m
bled
out,
a
panicked,
terrified
look
on
her
face. “Meeka,
are
y
o
u all
right?
Did
George
hurt
y
ou
?
” She
wept.
“No,
M
o
m
. I’m
all
right.
Real
l
y
.
Kerrigan,
please
put
m
e down.”
“No,”
he
said
defiant
l
y
.
“Oh,
for
heaven
sake,
put
m
e d
o
wn.”
Meeka
squir
m
ed. “No.
I’m
never
going
to
let
y
ou out
of
my sight
again.”
Bella
looked
at
the
two
of
the
m
,
and
a
s
m
i
l
e lit
up
her
face.
“
A
nd
who
m
ight
y
o
u b
e
?
” “
M
y
na
m
e is
K
errigan,
and
I’m
hopelessly
in
love
with
y
o
u
r
daughter.”
Meeka
was
du
m
bfounded.
“
Y
ou
are
?
”
“I
love
y
o
u
m
ore
than
an
y
t
h
ing,
s
o
no,
I’m
not
putting
y
ou
down.
Meeka,
we
have
to
talk.” Kerrigan’s
tone
didn’t
brook
argument.
Meeka
looked
toward
her
m
ot
h
er.
“Mo
m
,
Kerrigan
and
I
will
drop
y
ou
off
on
our
w
a
y
back ho
m
e,
if
y
o
u still
w
i
sh
to continue
with
y
o
u
r
plan.”
Bella
giggled
uneasi
l
y
.
“
Truthful
l
y
,
right
now,
I
real
l
y
could
use
a
drink,
but
I’m
gonna
t
r
y
, Meeka.
What
happened
to
George?
Will
he
be
ok
a
y
?
”
Kerrigan
spoke
up.
“
D
on’t
wor
r
y
about
hi
m
.
I’m
quite
good
at
enforcing
my
wishes
on people.
I
think
George
will
be
m
a
k
ing
a
m
irac
u
lous
recove
r
y
.
He’ll
s
pend
the
rest
of
his
life tr
y
i
n
g
to
m
ake up
for
his
m
istakes.”
Bella
responded
uncertain
l
y
.
“I
can’t
i
m
a
g
ine.”
Catz
sat
on
the
hood
of
Meeka’s truck
looking
like
s
he’d
just
s
wallowed
a
cana
r
y
.
Meeka
glared at
her, but it
quick
l
y
turned to a s
m
ile.
“
Catz, why
didn’t
y
ou
tell
m
e Kerrigan w
a
s
here
?
”
Catz
grinned.
“
Because
perfect
t
i
m
ing
is
a
rare
and
special
gift.
A
nd
I
love
a
nice
s
urprise part
y
.
Meeka,
I’ll
meet
y
o
u back
ho
m
e
later.”
Meeka
sc
o
wled
and
cl
i
m
bed
into
her
pickup
truck.
Once
upon
a
t
i
m
e,
she
would
have
w
orried
about
Catz,
but
n
o
w
she
knew
her
co
m
panion
different
l
y
.
Kerrigan
looked
questioning
l
y
at
the
r
u
sted
m
achine
Meeka
was
sitting
in.
“This
isn’t
going to
get
u
s
to
y
o
ur ho
m
e
fast
enough.”
Startled,
Meeka
looked
at
him
and
s
poke
out
loud.
“
It
’
s
not
far.”
She
knew the
look, and
she
wanted
w
hat the
look
offered.
The heat
of
his stare kindled
a
fire
s
he had never expected
to feel
again.
“Get
in,”
she
ordered.
“
Y
ou’re going
to have to learn
about patience
so
m
e
time
.
”
* * * *
Meeka
dropped
her
m
o
m off
and
gave
her
a
tight hug
good
b
y
e
with the
pro
m
ise she’d
return
s
oon. When
she returned
to the
parking lot,
her heart
flopped
at the
sight of him
lounging sulki
l
y against
the
fender.
Although
dressed
in
perfect
l
y
appropriate
j
eans
and
a
leather
j
acket,
he exuded
and
air
of…exoticness.
In
addition,
he
was
eating
her
alive with
his
e
y
e
s
.
G
rasping
her
waist,
he
lifted her
effortless
l
y
into
the truck,
letting his
hand
slide
over
her
hip and
thigh
to
graze
her
white
-
hot
center
with
his
knuckles.
“Can
we
go
no
w
?
”
She
s
ucked
in
her
breath,
wanting
desperate
l
y
to
close
her
e
y
e
s
and
let
him
take
her.
* * * *
H
ow
th
e
y
m
ade it
ho
m
e,
s
he
had
no
idea.
Ke
y
s
in
hand,
she
pulled
him
into
her
apar
t
m
e
n
t
building.
With
the
door
bare
l
y
closed, Kerrigan’s
hands
were
at
her
waist
again,
pulling
her
tight
l
y
against
h
i
m
.
His
lips
sought
hers with
de
m
an
d
ing
urgen
c
y
.
Meeka
w
a
s
pinned
against
the
wall
in
the
stairw
a
y
under
the
onslaught
of
his
brazen
desire. She
m
oaned,
tr
y
i
n
g
desperate
l
y
to
continue
up
the
stairs.
“Hurr
y
,”
she
begged.
Through
the
door
th
e
y
plunged,
Kerrigan
kicking
it
shut.
In
al
m
ost
the
sa
m
e
m
o
tion,
he
s
wung
her
off
her
feet
and
into
his
ar
m
s.
“
Where’s
y
o
u
r
roo
m
?
”
he
said
with
a
feral
d
e
sire
s
hining
deep
in
his
blue
e
y
es.
“On
the
right.”
Meeka
said
quick
l
y
before
his
m
outh found
hers.
* * * *
Kerrigan
couldn’t
control
hi
m
s
e
lf.
He’d
gone
too
long
without
her,
too
long
wondering
w
hether
he’d
ever
s
ee
her
again.
This
t
i
m
e,
she’d
be
his
forever.
O
n
fire
for
her,
he
pulled
at
her T-shirt, seeking
the
silken
war
m
th
of her
flesh. He slid
his
fingers
up
her sleek t
u
m
my
and
under the
edge
of
her
bra.
He
couldn’t
help
it—the
dragon’s
sharp
claw
sliced
open
the
gar
m
e
n
t, exposing
her
cre
a
my
breast.
Blood
pooled
in
his
m
outh
at
the
thrust
of
his
teeth
for
m
ing
sharp points.
A
gasp
escaped
his
m
outh.
She
grabbed
his
head
and
firm
l
y
kissed
him
thrusting
her
tongue
in
his
m
o
u
th. Kerrigan
rough
l
y
pulled
his
m
outh
aw
a
y
in
pu
r
suit
of
her
soft
breast.
D
i
sappoin
t
m
e
n
t
in
the
form
of
a
w
h
i
m
per
escaped
her
m
outh
when
his
lips
left
hers.
His instinct
kicked
in
as
she
pushed
him
d
o
wnward.
His
m
outh
captured
the
puckering
flesh beckoning
for
his
attention.
He
grabbed
the
nipple
between
his
teeth,
suckling
and
lapping. Meeka
cried
out
in
absolute
pleasure,
t
r
y
i
ng to
get
his
jacket
off.
“Take
it
off,”
s
he
breathed heavi
l
y
.
Kerrigan
stopped his glorious
assault, but
only
for
a
split second.
The
clothing w
a
s gone,
and
Meeka
closed her
e
y
e
s
,
w
riggling her
bo
d
y
against
eve
r
y
inch
of his
firm
length.
She
w
rapped
her
long
legs
around
his
hips,
pressing
her
core
against
his
hardened
cock. Kerrigan
froze
at
the
feeling
of
her
wet,
m
oist
heat.
He
wanted
to
sink
into
her
plush
core.
With a big
breath,
he
lifted
his
head
and
placed
his
forehead
against
her
chest.