“Oh!” she moaned, kissing my ear.
Thank fucking God for the sideline.
HELEN
“That was a terrible idea!” I groaned, laying my head on his chest.
“Blasphemy. Sex is never a terrible idea,” he said, playing with the curls of my hair.
I knew he’d say that. “How’s your leg feeling?”
“Like a fucking semi slammed into it; fuck, it hurts!” he groaned, and I laughed. So did he.
“Which is why the doctors said no strenuous activity!”
“But I was horny, and you are beautiful. It was a set-up from the beginning.” He snickered, kissing my head.
“Cheesy, fucking bastard.”
“Gasp, Helen, language; what would your father say?”
I shrugged. “I don’t think I’d be able to hear him over the shotgun fire he’d be hailing down on you for fucking me.”
“Uncle Declan loves me,” he said, and I sat up some to look at him. “How could he not? Look at my face!”
“You’re in a better mood?”
“Yeah…Ethan has someone, isn’t that good?” He didn’t sound like he believed that.
“Okay, now tell me how you really feel.”
“You know I don’t like new people.” He pouted like a child. “And I trust them even less…but she came with a kid…smart on her part. You can’t hate her when she has a kid.”
“She had the guards escort Nari off the property.”
“Yes, Sedric, let me know…loudly…the last thing I want is for him to go up against her. Not when we don’t know anything about her yet. I was trying to get him to calm down, but I understand. Hell, I want to yell with him.” He sighed. “What do you think of her?”
“I don’t know.”
“Double gasp. The great, certified genius, Helen B. Callahan, does not know?”
“Are you mocking me?”
He nodded and laughed again. “What’s my punishment?”
“Down boy.”
He could make anything turn into an excuse for sex! Jesus. My hands and side were on fire already.
“I really don’t know how I feel about her. She doesn’t make sense, and yet, she makes sense.”
“Break that down for me?”
“You ever see someone and just know that person has issues?” I asked, trying to figure it out as I spoke. “From the little we know about her, she should be, I don’t know, colder? And yet she is polite and courteous. Even with Nari, she invited her out of the room to speak to her privately. If Nari hadn’t blown up, there wouldn’t have been a problem. Even during breakfast she seemed nice.”
“She’s pretending.”
“Even if she was, she knew to do so, because she wasn’t trying to hurt us. If it was Dona—”