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She folded her clothes to
take with her hoping maybe she could change back into them later.
Ian wanted her to look different than she had this morning and
sneakers were definitely better suited if they needed to go
anywhere on foot, so she took a deep breath and looked at her
reflection in the mirror once more. Sighing, she attempted to
stretch the shirt out just a little.
    Ian knew his family was nosy. Never before
had it bothered him, but now they wanted to know all about Kara and
their relationship. He wasn’t about to lie to his family and
neither could he truly say she was his. Meryl had told Ian she
liked Kara and she wanted to know what was going on between them.
How could he answer her when he couldn’t figure it out himself?
Part of him was so pissed at Ronan for getting him, and especially
Kara, into this mess. But, he’d gotten her to say she was his,
maybe he could get her to say it when she knew what she was saying.
If that happened because of this crazy day, maybe Ian wouldn’t beat
the shit out of his brother.
    Ian had everything he’d asked for from Liam
and he needed Kara to hurry her ass up so they could get a move on.
They’d covered Ian’s car and Liam said he’d work on getting the
rear windshield replaced. Ian just needed to stop somewhere and get
a disposable cell phone and then they could get on the road and
hopefully find Ronan so he could get Kara out of this mess.
Grabbing the two bags he needed, Ian wanted to let Kara put her
clothes in them so he ran up the stairs two at a time to get Kara
to hustle. When he reached Meryl’s door, he dropped the bags and
tapped on the door.
    “You ready?”
    “Yes…I guess.”
    With her response, Ian opened Meryl’s door
and was frozen to that spot as he looked her over. She was wearing
a baby blue T-shirt and grey leggings both a size too small for
her. He could see every luscious curve and every mouthwatering
jiggle and sway as she put her work clothes on the bed. Luckily
he’d borrowed some jeans from Liam. The denim material worked a lot
better to restrain his cock from tenting his pants. His fingers
itched to touch her, to test her softness. He clenched his hands
into fists to keep from reaching out for her.
    He knew if he reached up to feel the weight
of her breast that her nipple would harden into a tasty little
morsel that he would be able to clearly see through Meryl’s little
shirt. His eyes darted all over her body measuring every curve and
somehow his body knew she would fit perfectly against him. He ached
to show her how perfect their fit would be.
    Kara’s cheeks were a little flushed. He
guessed she was embarrassed about the fit of the borrowed clothes.
Normally, he would have expected her to refuse to change but she
knew they could be in danger. Seeing her like this was both
pleasure and torture. She didn’t meet his gaze when his eyes
finally made it to hers, but she didn’t try to cover herself
either. Was she expecting him to crack a joke? He wanted to know
what she was thinking, what she was feeling. What would she do if
he…
    “I just need to put my hair up.”
    With that, she took a hair band from the bed
and pushed her hair back. As she did, the T-shirt stretched tighter
across her chest and Ian could see the intricate lace trim of her
bra very clearly. Her back arched as she tied her hair up. Didn’t
she know what she did to him? How could she not know how much he
wanted her? With her hair almost in place she innocently walked
toward him.
    Before he knew what he was doing or could
stop himself, he grabbed her arms and pulled her too him. He heard
her gasp and took the opportunity to plunder her mouth. The taste
of her exploded on his tongue, the perfect balance of sweet and
tart. As he explored her mouth, he braced to be pushed away and
maybe even slapped. She seemed to be frozen for a moment. She
didn’t move toward him or away from him, but she didn’t protest
either.
    He needed her closer and couldn’t seem