With that done, and double checking the locks on the door, since we had been a bit distracted when we came through earlier, I joined the intoxicating woman in the bed. I barely had my arms around her when Fiona curled into me again. 

I fell asleep with a smile on my face. 

Chapter 8

Fiona

The first thing I saw when my eyes opened was the bare chest in front of me. The first thing I felt was something much lower than that, and in perfect position seeing as I had one leg over both of his. Feeling playful, and knowing I probably still had a few minutes before my alarm would go off - I really only set it as a backup in case I overslept, something I’d never done (I didn’t count the night I spent with him before, I had hardly slept that night) - I slid one hand around to his back and rocked my hips forward. Dillan was still asleep, but his body reacted, trying to reach me. I repeated my movement, making it try harder to get to me. 

That was all it took. I was on my back a second later, getting impaled. Just as I wanted. 

It wasn’t until his sweaty chest was pressed against mine, both our breathing rapid, that I registered the alarm clock beeping in the background. 

I pouted. “I have to go to work.”

Dillan kissed my shoulder and pushed up enough for me to see him better. “Call in sick. Tell them you are bedbound today. I’ll make it so you aren’t lying.”

I laughed, then laughed again when his eyes rolled to the back of his head. I didn’t get up for a few more minutes. 

He tried to follow me to the shower. I firmly said no and then locked him out of the bathroom. By the time I got out, I could smell bacon and eggs frying. I dressed quickly, then joined him.

“Hope you don’t mind, I helped myself to your fridge.” He handed me a glass of orange juice and I took a sip. “Are you hungry?” He lifted the pan of eggs and carried it to the table.

“Starving.” I answered, as I followed him to where one plate with bacon sat.

He poured all the eggs onto the same plate. I grinned and waited, curious if he was going to do what I suspected. 

Sure enough, after putting the pan back on the stove, Dillan sat down before pulling me onto his lap. Just like the night before. Only this time, he fed both of us. It took a little longer, but it was so much better. 

“Let me take you to work.” Dillan begged against my lips, again, as he kissed me goodbye at the front door.

“No. I can’t. No one can see you.”

He frowned and stepped back. “Why?” 

Oh joy, I insulted him. I quickly grabbed his shirt and pulled him back. “My bosses can’t know I have ties to the underworld. No matter how small they are.”

Dillan still wasn’t happy about that, but he let it go. “When will I see you again?”

I bit my lip to keep from smiling. “Do you want to see me again? I thought it was just one night. A deal.”

He brushed his fingers through my hair, something I knew he liked to do. Which was why my hair was almost always going to be down now. Just in case. Yeah, I was pathetic, I know.

“I think we both know that deal was just my way of giving you something you wanted.”

“Hmmm, and here I thought it was your way to weasel your way into seeing me naked again. Something you wanted.”

He chuckled softly as he kissed my forehead. “Do I need to keep creating reasons to see you naked? Or is my desire to be with you going to be enough now?” He took my hand and placed it over said desire.

I whimpered, because now I was the one with a need. I unzipped his pants and slid my hand in. I grinned when he hissed.