Colleen stepped closer to him and he was powerless to move away. It was as if she had used magic to enchant him. He'd have to ask Donal if that was possible. She stood on her tiptoes, her lips inches from his. "I've made a wish for you."He took in her gorgeous green eyes, now a little darker. "Oh?"Then as if a hand had pushed his head closer to hers, he kissed her. His hands, of their own accord, dug into her hair, keeping her close to deepen the kiss. When he came up for air, he didn't feel as if he'd made a mistake. "Did you wish for that?""I wished that you wanted to kiss me." She stepped away, his hands letting her go and he felt the loss to his soul. "And you did. Maybe there is something to this wishing thing."She turned away and walked to the kitchen. Had the kiss not affected her? His heart raced and his body was on fire. Damn. This wasn't good. He didn't lose control normally.She looked at him from the doorway to the kitchen, an innocent smile curving her lips. "Lunch?
"There's something else I have to talk to you about.""That sounds serious."Sean swallowed hard. "It is serious, Colleen. I need you to listen with an open mind.""Are you going to talk me out of defending O'Shannon? I don't want to hear it if you are."Sean shook his head, his gaze going to her. "No, Colleen." I licked my lips. "Remember when I asked if you had ever wished for someone else to get to something and they did?""Yes and I've been thinking about it and I may have some instances that it happened."Okay. That made this a little easier. "So you do recall that happening?""Yes, but like I said, I'm kind of selfish."Sean smiled at her. "Were they things that person would have gotten anyway or was it most likely they weren't?" She looked away from him then back. "They weren't likely to get them. That's why I remember them. These are situations I hadn't thought about in years.""You haven't done it recently?""No, Sean. I've been focused on myself. It's just who I am. Meg and
Colleen slid the plate of bacon in front of him. He snagged a piece then took a bite of it. She watched as he chewed it. "Because I'm very good at my job and that brought money into the firm. They didn't want me to lose focus."He nodded. The toast popped up and she buttered it. Her stomach was empty, but she didn't feel like eating. "So you've never given your services for free?""No. Not since my first year out of law school.""Maybe that's what you need to do. When this is all over."She nodded. "I guess until then I have to work on this O'Shannon case." Deciding she couldn't work on an empty stomach, she nabbed a slice of bacon. "Thank you for listening.""You're welcome. I don't have much to do when you're home so I don't mind."She nodded. "Is there a girlfriend?""No, lass. I've had no time."She tucked away that information for later. ***Colleen sequestered herself in her bedroom to work on the case. Sean made her promise that she wouldn't leave the apartment. He had an erra
Colleen surfaced from her research into O'Shannon's case and wandered into her kitchen. Sean entered the apartment from the deck, out of breath. What had he been doing out there? He was buttoning up his shirt. How long had he been out there? She poured herself a glass of water then drank it, watching him walk towards her. He was the most attractive man she'd ever seen. Under different circumstances, she'd jump him, but now she didn't want to see him. Not that way. Oh, no. She could so easily be distracted by him."Colleen. I have something to talk to you about."She put down her now-empty glass on the counter and cocked her head. "What happened while you were gone?"He shrugged. "Not important. Yet.""Go ahead.""I don't know how to ease you into this so I'm just going to say it.""Okay," Colleen said.She crossed her arms, waiting for whatever revelation would come out of his mouth. She hoped he wouldn't be disappointed when she asked for a different bodyguard. He was too distracting
Up in Donal's study, Sean straightened. He heard Colleen's scream. It went through to his soul. The fairy he was supposed to protect was in trouble.The flapping of wings sent his gaze out the window looking into the darkness. "He's got her."Donal frowned. "Why was she outside and how did that goblin get past my defenses?"Sean was already out the window and onto the ledge. He lifted his head and scented Colleen. She wasn't screaming so she must have passed out. He could only imagine what it would be like to be snatched from the ground and flown away. His wings unfurled and he took flight in the direction of her scent. He couldn't hide himself so he'd just have to live with whatever consequences there were for him to be flying over the suburbs. At least it was dark out. The goblin headed for the river. Where was he taking her?"If you need help, let me know," Donal said in Sean's head.Colleen was his responsibility. He was supposed to protect her and he'd failed. He'd tried to do th
Sean chuckled. "I'm in gargoyle form. Let me get out of it."She hadn't even noticed the scales on him until that moment. She released his arm, but couldn't see what was happening. "Sean?" Donal said as he walked toward them from out of the darkness. "I brought a bag for the goblin."Sean moved away from her. "Donal will take care of the goblin corpse.""What will I tell my firm?" Colleen said."You know nothing about O'Shannon's death. Besides, he has a lot of enemies. His body will be found washed up on the shore somewhere."Sean's firm, human, hand took hers and pulled her to her feet and into his arms. She buried her face in his chest, her heart only just returning to normal. She'd need some time to process all of this. "I'll take you home.""Flying?""No. Donal drove here. Meg's waiting in the truck.""Take me home then."***Colleen woke the next morning in her bed. Alone. She remembered that day that she'd picked up Meg from her office. Now she understood it all. "You're awake
The three women had known each other since college so Fiona wasn't surprised that Colleen said that about her. She was creating something. Shading the eyes, elongating the fangs while making the wings longer. "It would work as a fountain. A series of gargoyles climbing up the side of a building or a tower."She could see it clearly in her mind. The water would fall over them as they reached for the sky. There would be three of them, all attempting to beat the other two to the top. Her hand stroked the head of the creature as the blurry vision materialized in her mind. When she finally shook herself from her musings, the four of them were staring at her. "What?""Welcome back," Meg said. "Can I get you a glass of wine?""No. I might have to go into work tonight," Fi said, shifting onto a stool next to Sean."Tonight?" Sean said. "Don't you get time off?""Damien has a large showing coming up and he's not completely satisfied with one of the paintings I did.""Would anyone who purchased
Fiona put brush to canvas. If anyone was watching, they'd probably think she was in a trance. It did feel like that to her some days. This wasn't even her creation. This was Damien's vision, but she could share it. She could reap the pleasure she derived from painting it. He wouldn't. Which brought her a certain amount of satisfaction.What he would reap would be the money he'd receive from selling it. None of which would be passed down to her. She'd heard that other artists gave the actual painter a commission. Not Damien. She'd love to go out on her own. What if she wasn't good enough? What if she didn't have her style and someone accused her of copying Damien's style? He was a bright star in the Philadelphia art world. She'd be ruined before she started. Stepping back, she admired what she'd done then looked over his notes again. "That should do it."She glanced at the gargoyle. "Well, Declan, what do you think?"He remained stony-faced. His fangs hung out of his lips as they wer