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O’Connor.”
“Thank you.” Turning back to Lucas, she repeated, “Where is Fenway?”
“One of children asked if they could play with him as they were between scenes.”
“Now was that so hard?” Kissing his cheek, she moved away. “You have a present arriving this afternoon.”
“Oh, Kil. What did you buy this time?”
“Wait and see.”
“Kiloran! I hate surprises.” He growled her name between clenched teeth.
She walked into the building with a smile and a wave, letting herself pretend this banter between them was normal. She didn’t want to think about it. She just wanted everything to be as it was before, when he used to come to the set and watch her work on weekend and nights after he got out of his lab.
The rest of day played out with no issues short of being yelled at when they broke for lunch. Lucas had been less than pleased to find her walking alone and coming out her trailer.
“I was just getting our lunch,” she said, holding up a basket of food that had been delivered earlier in the day. Nancy had placed the basket in there shortly before she’d run out to get the few items Nikki’s cousin didn’t have in his shop.
They headed for the big tree in the field. He grabbed the basket, and she grabbed the puppy, and there was such a sense of family in the little maneuver, her heart ached. There were moments like this where the old Lucas was here with her. Then there were moments where this new man full of so much anger and hostility stood before her, and Kiloran couldn’t find a single sign of the man she had once known.
She could see Lucas fighting his own internal battle. Each of them was doing what they could to remain sane. He held on to anger like a life raft and she didn’t blame him. As they reached the tree, she placed Fenway down and he romped for a second before he plopped down like a lump to watch them.
“There’s a blanket in there.”
“Well prepared.”
“I was an Irish Girl Guide.” She spread the thin picnic blanket on the ground.
“So I remember.”
She looked up expecting to see a hint of anger, a glimmer of rage. But he looked at her with a smile. Truce established. Maybe they were on their way to, if not a friendship, being able to deal with each other. “I remember too.”
“I wanted to apologize for being short with you this morning. That wasn’t your fault. I let my frustration build and didn’t have my usual outlets. But you didn’t deserve my outburst.”
“It’s okay. You know I understand.”
He grabbed her arm and pulled her up to look at him. “No, it’s not all right. No one deserves to be abused, least of all by me.”
Placing a hand on his cheek, she said as gently as she could, “You didn’t abuse me, verbally or otherwise.”
For a brief moment he just stared at her and she at him, into those deep ocean-blue eyes. Kiloran couldn’t breathe. Her entire system focused on his. It was as if everything she was depended on what he was about to do. And so she took control; she lifted on tiptoes and kissed him lightly. She hadn’t expected much, but the arm wrapping around her and pulling her against his chest was the last on her list.
She melted into him, opening her lips to his as his tongue danced with hers, forcing her to kiss him back. Nerves knotted in her stomach as Kiloran pushed closer to Lucas. Her nipples beaded to hard nubs against his chest and if he asked, she would have let him make love to her here in the open where anyone could see them, much less photograph them.
Pulling back, she looked up at Lucas. Doubt filled her and she wondered if he had done it to see if they were being watched. Had he kissed her like he used to just to get a rise out of the hidden villain in their life? But when she looked at him, all she saw was the passion in his eyes from so long ago. She was leaning in for a second kiss when a familiar voice stopped them both.
“Get a room.”
“How the hell did you get past security?” Lucas
“Thank you.” Turning back to Lucas, she repeated, “Where is Fenway?”
“One of children asked if they could play with him as they were between scenes.”
“Now was that so hard?” Kissing his cheek, she moved away. “You have a present arriving this afternoon.”
“Oh, Kil. What did you buy this time?”
“Wait and see.”
“Kiloran! I hate surprises.” He growled her name between clenched teeth.
She walked into the building with a smile and a wave, letting herself pretend this banter between them was normal. She didn’t want to think about it. She just wanted everything to be as it was before, when he used to come to the set and watch her work on weekend and nights after he got out of his lab.
The rest of day played out with no issues short of being yelled at when they broke for lunch. Lucas had been less than pleased to find her walking alone and coming out her trailer.
“I was just getting our lunch,” she said, holding up a basket of food that had been delivered earlier in the day. Nancy had placed the basket in there shortly before she’d run out to get the few items Nikki’s cousin didn’t have in his shop.
They headed for the big tree in the field. He grabbed the basket, and she grabbed the puppy, and there was such a sense of family in the little maneuver, her heart ached. There were moments like this where the old Lucas was here with her. Then there were moments where this new man full of so much anger and hostility stood before her, and Kiloran couldn’t find a single sign of the man she had once known.
She could see Lucas fighting his own internal battle. Each of them was doing what they could to remain sane. He held on to anger like a life raft and she didn’t blame him. As they reached the tree, she placed Fenway down and he romped for a second before he plopped down like a lump to watch them.
“There’s a blanket in there.”
“Well prepared.”
“I was an Irish Girl Guide.” She spread the thin picnic blanket on the ground.
“So I remember.”
She looked up expecting to see a hint of anger, a glimmer of rage. But he looked at her with a smile. Truce established. Maybe they were on their way to, if not a friendship, being able to deal with each other. “I remember too.”
“I wanted to apologize for being short with you this morning. That wasn’t your fault. I let my frustration build and didn’t have my usual outlets. But you didn’t deserve my outburst.”
“It’s okay. You know I understand.”
He grabbed her arm and pulled her up to look at him. “No, it’s not all right. No one deserves to be abused, least of all by me.”
Placing a hand on his cheek, she said as gently as she could, “You didn’t abuse me, verbally or otherwise.”
For a brief moment he just stared at her and she at him, into those deep ocean-blue eyes. Kiloran couldn’t breathe. Her entire system focused on his. It was as if everything she was depended on what he was about to do. And so she took control; she lifted on tiptoes and kissed him lightly. She hadn’t expected much, but the arm wrapping around her and pulling her against his chest was the last on her list.
She melted into him, opening her lips to his as his tongue danced with hers, forcing her to kiss him back. Nerves knotted in her stomach as Kiloran pushed closer to Lucas. Her nipples beaded to hard nubs against his chest and if he asked, she would have let him make love to her here in the open where anyone could see them, much less photograph them.
Pulling back, she looked up at Lucas. Doubt filled her and she wondered if he had done it to see if they were being watched. Had he kissed her like he used to just to get a rise out of the hidden villain in their life? But when she looked at him, all she saw was the passion in his eyes from so long ago. She was leaning in for a second kiss when a familiar voice stopped them both.
“Get a room.”
“How the hell did you get past security?” Lucas
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