licking his lips. “You taste like peaches. I like it.”
He kissed her again, anticipating that she might pull away from him, but she didn’t, and, in that moment, nothing could’ve made him happier.
“Ready?” he said when the waitress returned with his credit card and receipt.
“Sure.”
“When we get back, I’m taking your bag straight to my place.”
Ava nodded. “I don’t have much with me.”
“We can always go into town and pick up whatever you need.”
She raised her eyebrow.
“What?”
“I don’t have any money, Tabon. At least not that I can use.”
They were standing next to his car, and he trapped her between it and his body. “I told you to let me take care of you, Avarie.”
“I don’t think that means buying me clothes.”
“It includes everything you need, clothes too.”
He lowered his head and kissed her again, praying she wouldn’t stop him, and she didn’t. No matter what she told herself, Ava wanted him as much as he wanted her. If they were having this much trouble keeping their hands off each other after only a few hours, how would it be between them after a few days?
10
“He talked me into staying,” Ava told her sister when they got back to the house.
“He came to the airport?” Penelope gasped from just outside the bedroom door.
Ava looked at Aine, who shrugged.
“I had to tell them you left.”
“It’s like a movie. Did he call your name over the pager system and profess his undying love?” asked Pen.
“Hardly, but he did ask me to stay in a very convincing way.”
“Is that why your suitcase appears to be missing?”
“There’s no point in pretense, Pen. I’m going to be staying with him, not on this side of the house.”
“Does this mean you won’t be joining us for wine tasting again today?”
Ava shook her head. “I think we may go for a run.”
“Oh my God. Can you imagine running with that hard body?”
“Yeah,” Ava laughed. “I sure can.” She looked over at Aine, who wasn’t laughing.
“Can you give us a minute, Pen?”
“Of course,” she said, closing the bedroom door behind her.
Aine got right to the point. “What’s going on?”