Luck Of The Irish: Complete Edition - Plot & Excerpts
She lay quiet and motionless for a long time, listening to Declan’s deep breathing and soaking up his warmth. I could wake up to this every day, and it wouldn’t be enough. She snuggled up and fell asleep again. Next time she woke up, Declan was staring at her, his expression was relaxed, and a sexy smile curved his lips up, as his index finger traced a straight line from her nose to her belly button. She wriggled as he tickled her there. “It’s about time, Sleeping Beauty. How are you feeling? Too sore?” “I’m sore, but I can manage,” she returned his intent gaze, holding the hand he had forgotten on her navel. “Declan, if this is another dream, I don’t want to wake up. Ever.” “This isn’t a dream, love. This is real. You are real,” he gave her a lazy smile, leaned down and Keira lifted her chin to meet his tempting mouth halfway, but he stopped an inch before their lips touched.
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