Page 49 of Intimately Faithful

In fact, the ginger brat worked on her own frequency.

And all Danny could do was answer to that frequency.

He was attuned to Aoife Flanagan.

He wanted her.

Had ached for days, minutes and months and damn near a decade.

Time to stop the pain.

ELEVEN

“God, if you want me to put my pants back on, you need to speak up now.” – Danny

He had a ready cock and a rosary in his hand.

His heavenly boss disappeared from the room and left him with the only woman to have ever owned his whole heart and soul. He unwound the rosary an old friend gave to him …. Just a religious symbol he’d kept for years … from his fist and tucked it into his pocket. The last of the blood in his brain evacuated.

He’d somehow known she’d follow him over once she had Misha settled.

His intent was to lock up and get back to her, but something dark slithered through his belly and he’d busied himself with a little work in the back office just to test her patience.

Aoife of old had none.

Aoife today was the same and he’d grinned to himself as lust tackled him when she appeared in the doorway.

“You were taking too long,” was her reasoning and he didn’t mind a bit. “I missed you.”

She was blowing his mind just by seeing her in his church.

It was as if both sides to him, old and new, were colliding and he didn’t know how to handle it.

But he didn’t have an ounce of doubt this was what he wanted.

Neededwas more to the point.

Danny was one of those men who believed in love.

Believed in soulmates.

He believed people crossed his path at certain points in his life for a purpose.

He believed it more now, ever since he opened his heart to his faith again.

Miracles materialized daily, if you looked for them.

It didn’t always have to be walking on water.

It was the little things too.

Danny was a fan of random acts of kindness and though he wasn’t perfect—far from it—he tried to commit to doing that on the regular. So what if it didn’t translate to others to then pass it on, he felt good doing something positive.

As his old mentor told him, you don’t give to receive, because you’re setting yourself up to be disappointed.

Now taking all that into consideration and the man he was trying to be these days, it all fell by the wayside when his hungry … possessive … all selfish side raised its head and snarled hungrily seeing her walking towards him.

His fingers itched to grab her up and never let her go but he allowed her to approach at her own pace as she chewed on her lower lip.