hands?”
“It’s an Irish thing, that’s how we scratch our faces,” he said with a grin.
“You’re a lunatic, aren’t you?” She said and he just smiled. “Tess!” Tess and Xav turned and so did the rest of them. “My house isn’t far, I think I’ll go home from here.”
“I’ll see her safe,” Tate called.
“We’ll all see her safe,” Ryan said. “Which way?”
Fiona pointed and they moved off that direction.
“Will you invite me in, love?” Tate asked.
“Not two minutes after you said we’d take it slow?” She said and he laughed.
“It’s been more like three minutes, and yes, we’ll take it slow, unless you want to invite me in. I wouldn’t want to miss my chance,” he said, still grinning. “Just letting you know, without any pressure at all, I’m very interested, Fiona.”
Tess came at them and linked arms with Fiona dragging her away from Tate, keeping Fiona from having to respond to him. She looked over her shoulder at him as Tess pulled her away and bit her lip, the very lip he had just had his own teeth around, and it tugged at his heart which surprised him. It should have tugged a lot further south of his heart.
“Thank you for inviting me, Tess, your family is a lot of fun.”
“I’m glad you could be convinced to come. I hope Tate wasn’t a nuisance.” Tess said and noticed her blush even in the dim light of the distant streetlamp.
“He was charming, and I have to admit, it was nice to be flirted with again, particularly by someone so adept at it. Thanks for not telling them about my tragic past. It was such a relief that they didn’t have any presumptions about me. I’m tired of being treated so delicately at work, and by my friends. Your family is very normal for being so whacky.” Tess laughed.
“Mom and Connor haven’t seen those guys in a while, they get kind of ridiculous when they get together. Kind of like children, actually.” They laughed. “But they are all very dear to me.”
“They are lovely, and so are you. I’ll see you Monday afternoon,” she said.
“If not before. Tate seems quite taken with you,” Tess said.
“We’re just going out for coffee tomorrow morning, I won’t break his heart or anything,” she said.
“Okay, don’t let him break yours, either,” Tess said.
“Not a chance,” Fiona said and walked to her door. Once there, she turned and waved. Tate held his hand up and the rest of them chorused goodbyes. They started to wander back to R Street, Ryan ribbing Tate as much as he could, and Connor nibbling Genna’s fingers.
Tate jogged over to Xav and Tess and put his arm around her. “Xav mate, can you give us a moment?”
Xav laughed. “Sure,” he said and trotted forward to hang with Alex. Tess stopped and looked at Tate, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
“She’s irresistible, Tess,” he said trying to look contrite only feeling too damned excited to succeed.
“They are all irresistible to you, Tate,” she countered and his eyebrows went up.
“Just so, but she’s different.”
“Because I asked you not to bother her?”
“Tess, she calls to me. I’ll be honest, if she was a homely lass and she walked into the house without my having met her hours before, that alone would have intrigued me, I think. Forbidden fruit and all that. But Tess, when I held her after her accident she trembled like a frightened bird in my arms, and she looked at me with those huge feckin’ eyes, and that ridiculous bike helmet which probably saved her life, I was already a goner. I don’t want you to be cross with me, though.”
“I’m not cross, I just don’t want you to hurt her; she’s been through a lot recently.”
“Aye, the fiancé. What happened, do you know?”
“I’m kind of surprised she told you. He was murdered abroad, Paris, I think. She doesn’t talk about it. I met him once, and it wasn’t that long before he died. To tell you the truth, he gave me a creepy vibe, I didn’t like
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