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here.”

Cian showed no ill effects of the enormous amount of ale he had

downed. He had to have doubled her intake. The boy could drink.

“No, I said I needed to live here,” Meg corrected. Now she

remembered that she had kissed Cian. She had been slightly drunk,

and everyone was urging them to kiss. Meg had meant to placate them

with a little peck, but Cian had dipped her back over his arm and

overwhelmed her. His tongue had slipped into her mouth and had its

way with hers. He’d rubbed his body against hers, and she’d felt

every inch of his intent. He’d gotten her so hot she might have done

him right there.

She needed to stay away from him. He was always touching her.

The night before, he’d held her hand or had his arm around her waist

all of the time. There hadn’t been a single moment she wasn’t aware

of him.

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Cian’s face was sweet as he sat up and crossed his legs. He paid

no mind to his nudity, or to his morning friend. “I know. You think

living here will prove something to Beck. I don’t think so, but I’m

willing to go along with what you want. Can we get a bigger bed,

though? It was cramped last night. I have no idea how we’re going to

fuck on that.”

Meg gasped. He hadn’t heard a word she’d said last night. “We’re

not. Cian, we need to talk.”

“I can do that,” he promised with a sober look on his face.

Meg couldn’t take her eyes off his enormous erection. It lay

almost flat against his belly. “How do you expect me to hold a serious

conversation with you like that?”

He shrugged. “You’re my wife. It’s my permanent state around