So Priestess Ramona has been Claire's confidant over the last four years. Did you think it was her or someone else? Who? And I absolutely LOVE how protective Sean is of Claire. Even if the fellas are a little pig-headed around one another. Thank you for allowing me to tell this story! Don't forget to like, comment, and share with your family and friends!
Patiently waiting in the living room, Claire and Sean watched some show called “The Big Bang Theory” when Mal stepped into the living room. With a huge smile on his face, Sean tapped the screen on his phone while Claire smiled at the tv. She silently mouthed “Quinn,” when Mal tipped his head in Sean’s direction. Smoothly, he sat next to Claire, but as soon as he did, she plopped into his lap.He held her close, kissing her shoulder, then turned his attention to the TV and whispered in her ear, “When did Sean and Quinn become an item? I thought that he and you were close. Especially when he volunteered to watch after you..” That caused Claire to cackle.“No. No. No- Besides being good friends, there is nothing between me and Sean. He only volunteered because: 1. He cares about me like a sister and 2. Quinn is his ‘mate’. If he couldn’t be around me, then he couldn’t be around her. So it was an obvious decision for him. One that I am thankful for.” She threw a pillow at Sean, breaking h
Claire had shoved her chair away from the table, and stomped towards her room, with Mal hot on her heels. “Wait a goddamn min..” She slammed the bedroom door in his face.Mal gritted his teeth and took a deep breath before entering the room. A bed pillow slapped him in the face as soon as he stepped in. He rolled his eyes at Claire’s childish antics. “Really? A pillow?”Seething in the opposite corner, Claire couldn’t hide the sarcasm and discontent dripping in her voice. “Sorry. I don’t have a wooden stake to chuck at your face.”Mal calmly tossed the pillow onto the bed before he walked to stand in front of her. He grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look at him. “We both know a stake won’t do any harm to me. Now, care to tell me why I deserved a pillow to the face and why you stormed out of the discussion like a child?”Claire’s eyes burned in anger. “Really?! I can’t just skip out of town, Mal. There are people who depend on me; A job that I love. I can’t just leave with little
Everyone congregated in the living room when Mal and Ramona returned. Claire’s eyes met Mal’s, and they both smiled. “The foundation gave me the ‘all clear’ to take a few days off. My boss, Robyn, was pretty excited to hear I was needing time away. So, Mal, what’s your plan exactly?” Claire expected Mal to come up with some elaborate plan, but he shocked her when he lifted her from her spot, then sat her in his lap.Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck when he spoke. “My plan is to get you out of the city, the state, actually, and have two guards come with us. They will meet us at the safe-house and will have already scanned the area for threats. So as long as everyone agrees, we will have about a week of hiding out while I have some other Enforcers keep eyes here in Chicago.” He nodded at Lex. "It’s pretty straightforward, so hopefully we are all jumping to conclusions and you aren’t being watched by some third party waiting to attack again.”Claire bit her bottom lip, noddi
“Are you really not going to tell me where you are taking me? What if I didn’t pack the right clothes or shoes?” The secrecy was driving her mad and gave her a sense of déjà vu. She didn’t like not knowing what exactly was happening. “You’re kidnapping me again, Mal.”Mal shut her car door, effectively ending their conversation for a few seconds. His eyes scoured their surroundings as cars raced by on the street. Nothing seemed out of place. However, the silver sedan that was parked out front hadn’t moved since Mal dropped Claire off from their coffee date. He hopped into the black SUV and drove further into the city. “It’s not kidnapping because you are willing in the car. But I need to make a small stop at my place before we start our road trip. So you might as well relax and just let me handle this.” Mal grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles. Claire bit her bottom lip, a habit that Mal had learned she had when she was deep in thought or feeling extremely turned on. He really h
His cool fingers felt amazing on her sun kissed legs. The sun’s rays were beating down on her thighs, making it a perfect contrast to Mal’s fingers. Slowly, his fingers brushed her skirt further up her legs, his eyes never leaving the road. Claire rested her head backwards, enjoying her body’s reaction to Mal’s touch. Her breathing became heavy, her chest began to rise and fall rapidly. His fingers sought her heat. When finding their target, Claire gasped out as he pressed his fingers against her panties. He could feel her wetness through the thin material and he wanted-no, needed to feel her. He let out a low growl as Claire moved her hips against his hand. “Mal…”He yanked his hand away and instantly steered the truck to the nearest exit. “Little One...you need to calm down. This is a small space, and the smell of your arousal is going to be the death of me.” He knew a little of this area and found what he was looking for after a few minutes.Claire had to squeeze her thighs toget
She flung herself into Jack’s embrace, sobbing uncontrollably. “What...is...going...on? How are you guys here?” She asked Jack and Marian between cries.Jack kept her held tight to him as tears fell silently down his face. He had his baby girl back for a little while. Claire moved away slightly and looked to Marian, extending an arm, and the three of them shared a group hug.After a few moments, everyone calmed down and wiped the tears from their smiling faces. Mal stepped up, placing a hand on Claire’s lower back, and addressed Jack and Marian. “Thank you both for coming and securing the area. I know that you all have lots of catching up to do, but we should get settled in and I can give you all the breakdown of the last few days.” He motioned toward the door as they all walked through.The ladies entered first when Jack placed an unmoving hand on Mal’s chest, stopping him in his tracks.Jack’s eyes bore daggers into Mal. “I don’t want to know the details... But you should know that p
She woke the next morning to the sun slowly rising along the mountains, shining its beautiful light through the windows of the bedroom. Looking to her left, she found the other side of the bed still made, untouched.She stood and opened the door to the balcony, letting in the cool early morning breeze. There were a couple of wooden chairs set up and she happily made herself comfortable as the sun painted its brilliance among the skies. Closing her eyes to let the atmosphere envelope her, she didn’t realize the door opened further as Mal walked out. “How are you feeling?” He handed her a cup of steaming coffee, which she greedily accepted. She brought the mug close to her face, inhaling the sweet aroma. “Thanks. I’m fine. Embarrassed but fine. I’m sorry for last night.” She tucked her legs under her, making herself as small as possible. “Obviously I wasn’t in the right state of mind and you got a front-row seat to the shit show.”Mal held a hand out to her, pulled her from her seat
Gray clouds rolled in; a storm was brewing. The overcast skies and slight breeze caused a slight chill in the air. The steam from her coffee mug billowed into the air as she held it in her hands.“Storm’s coming. Should be a good one. It’s beautiful watching the clouds roll over the mountains, listening to the rain hitting the leaves, smelling the fresh rain. It’s a sight to see…” Jack stared off into the distance.“Cut the crap, Pops. I can’t believe you guys were just beating the shit out of each other. Do you have any idea how awful it was to witness that? To see my father, the man I look up to the most, pummeling his fists into the face of the man that I lo…” She stopped herself just in time. Jack rubbed a hand over his face. “You still love him. Even after all this time. After everything he’s done to you...to us. Claire, I can’t make you feel anything different for him. Just be careful. Malachy is a great man. I’ll admit that, but he has a past that may come back to haunt him. He