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against my own. “Fuckin’ own me, mo stór. Fuckin’ own my heart and soul. I’m sorry about this past week,” he rasps roughly.

Oh my. I didn’t see that coming.

I, um, I . . . Do you mean it?” I stammer breathlessly.

“Yes, Alison, I do mean it. No other words tell the truth about what I feel for you. You fuckin’ hold all of me,” he growls and presses a gentle kiss to my lips.

“I feel the same way. It’s why . . . It’s why I didn’t like not being around you this past week. I don’t like the distance that was between us,” I confess.

“I’ll be sure to not do that again, mo stór. Now, how about I order us something to eat for dinner and we celebrate you starting at the school,” he suggests withdrawing from inside me.

“It’s only volunteer work,” I mumble, trying to regain strength in my weakened knees.

“Doesn’t matter if it’s volunteer work or paid work. You’re doing something for yourself and for those kids at the school,” he announces.

My heart beats rapidly at his announcement, and I knew right then and there my heart belonged solely to this man. It didn’t matter who he’s had in it before me. Nor did any of the questions that swarmed within my mind this past week I’d wanted answers to.

Whatever it was in this moment in time I’m his and he’s mine. That’s all that counts.

Chapter Fifteen

Mitch

Sitting with Alison on the couch after consuming Chinese food, something she’s never had before, I hold her to me as she tells me about her first day at the school.

Earlier today, I’d had some sense knocked into me when Bridget came storming into my office with Dean standing behind her. She’d been upset with tears in her eyes. I thought this might have been her emotions going haywire like they did when she’d been carrying Liam.

“Why are you being so mean to my sister?” she demands.

Blinking, I let her question sink in and turn my attention from her to Dean. He shakes his head once and smirks.

Fuck me.

Turning my attention back to Bridget, I answer her with a question. “How am I being mean to your sister? Is this what she’s telling you?”

I refuse to discuss my marriage with Alison’s sister; however, I know I’ve been avoiding being home much when she’s been awake and have only taken her two other times since the beach. Those times were more quick fuck sessions. I’ve also not been very affectionate toward her either.

Some of this has to do with the fact she’s Alison, and I need to explain some things to her that will possibly hurt her, such as Michelle. She deserves to know but it’s hard to explain where she can understand. Shit, it’s hard for me to somewhat understand myself.

“No, she hasn’t said anything, nor has she seen me this entire week. She’s barely spoken to me, claiming she needs to get herself acclimated to her new life here and adjust to her new routine. It’s all BS and I know it. She’s avoiding me and I miss my sister. I’ve not seen her in two years and now that she’s here I’m still not seeing her, and this is your fault. You’re here and always working rather than helping her,” Bridget yells.

“My fault?” I ask, furrowing my brow.

“Yes, your fault. You know she started at the school today. She wouldn’t even let me celebrate with her. Said it was nothing to celebrate. It wasn’t a big deal and that she didn’t want to do anything.”

Fuck.

I knew she’d been looking into it according to Ian’s reports, but I’d not heard anything else about it.

I’ll need to rectify this shit it seems.

“Why are you doing this to her, Mitch? Are you keeping your distance because of your past or because you don’t want to be with her? If that’s the case, then let her come live with us.” I glance from Bridget to Dean, fury raising within my blood at her statement. Dean senses this and intervenes with his wife.

“Bridget, I’ve allowed you to come in here and rant like you do, but you just crossed a line, mo chuisle,” Dean states firmly.

“How is it crossing a line when it is my sister we’re talking about?” she demands, turning her furious glare toward him.

“Because, mo chuisle, it isn’t your business. It’s Mitch and Alison’s. I know you’re concerned, but you don’t get to question these things. Not when it comes to their private life. That is between them, as ours is between the two of us. Now go get Liam from my office and get ready for me to take you home,” Dean commands firmly.

I’ve rarely seen him speak to her this way but sometimes, due to her dramatic personality, he has to.

Bridget shoots a glare in my direction before storming out of my office.

“Mitch, as your best friend, brother-in-law, and boss, I’m advising you to fix whatever the fuck is going on,” Dean declares and goes to follow his wife.

Sitting back in my chair, I let out a heavy breath and thought of the woman’s words. First, I didn’t know today was Alison’s first day at the school she’d wanted to work at. Second, I’ve been a complete ass toward her this week by ignoring her and this is something she doesn’t deserve. I don’t want to be this man. Not when it comes to Alison. I’m simply trying to do whatever I can to fuckin’ find Kean and Jewel before something happens to my wife.

Deciding to rectify things, I finish up with what I’m working on and head home. I’d been home only five minutes before she’d walked in the door. Surprise showing all over her face at seeing me going through the pile of mail she’d stacked for me.

My mind goes from that to fuckin’ her against the counter to this point where we are now with her relaxing in my arms telling me about the teachers