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from her lips but he covered the sound with his mouth, his tongue eager to taste her. He’d never been quite so bold with a woman, but there was something about Claire that made him impatient with all polite behaviors. In the past, he’d always been so polite, but where had it gotten him. Now was the time to be perfectly clear about what he wanted.
    Ian smoothed his hand along her hip, then moved higher to her waist and then to the soft swell of her breast beneath her blouse. She groaned as he caressed her, his thumb teasing at her hardening nipple.
    “A week,” his murmured, his lips brushing against hers.
    “A week,” she agreed. “From today.”
    “From the day we met.” Though it didn’t seem like much, Ian wasn’t even sure he’d be able to wait that long, but then he’d never been waiting for a woman like Claire Kennedy.

3
    C LAIRE SLAMMED THE book shut and looked up at Ian. “This is bloody ridiculous.” She shoved her papers into her bag and stood up. “No one should have to spend a perfectly lovely Sunday afternoon in a smelly old archive. We are getting out of here.”
    They’d been working together for the last few days and on the whole, had been getting along quite well. But there was always “the week,” that agreement they’d made, standing between them.
    They hadn’t discussed their attraction to each other since that night at the pub. But that didn’t mean it hadn’t disappeared. They still touched and even kissed each other good-bye, but Ian was careful to stop as soon as it felt as if one them was about to lose control.
    Claire had never known a man like him. He respected her and sensed that she’d reached a turning point in her life. And he was giving her the time to work through all her doubts and insecurities about men in the hopes that they could share something special.
    She had to wonder at her good fortune in stumbling across a man like him. In years past, she never would have given him a chance. But from the moment they met, she felt as if she could trust him with her heart.
    “What?” he murmured, his nose still buried in an old book.
    “We need to get out of here. It’s a beautiful day and I don’t want to be trapped inside these musty old stacks. Let’s take the day off and have some fun.” She held out her hand and wiggled her fingers. “Come on, we’re going to enjoy a little holiday. If you don’t get some sun, you’re going to just fade away into nothingness.”
    “I—I’m English,” he muttered as he got to his feet. “We don’t usually spend a lot of time in the sun.”
    Claire dropped a quick kiss on his lips. “I suppose you’ve never shagged in the great wide open, then?”
    Ian gave her a crooked smile. “Of course not.”
    “Then you’re in for a treat,” Claire replied.
    “It’s only been four days,” he warned.
    “I am up to ninety with that bloody agreement,” Claire said.
    “I made a deal and I intend to stand by it. However, if you’d like to convince me differently, I’ll certainly listen.”
    This had turned into a silly game between them and though it had been a laugh, Claire was growing impatient. She wanted more than just a flirtation. But four days was nothing. It wasn’t even a week. It was too fast, too soon.
    They gathered up their things and Ian followed her to her car. “Where are we going?” he asked.
    “First we’re going to grab some lunch at the grocers and then I’m going to take you to one of my favorite places. We’ll have a picnic and pray that it won’t rain.”
    After stopping at the grocery store, they headed out into the countryside, following the coast road on the north shore of the Iveragh peninsula.
    When she pulled the car over to the side of the road, Ian glanced over at her. “Here?” he asked. “Right by the side of the road?”
    “No,” she said. “We’re going over there. Just over that hill.”
    “What’s over there?”
    “You’ll see,” she said.
    Though neither of them was