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black pants and red sweater my heart had skipped a beat. She had pulled her auburn hair back in a loose pony, several tendrils already escaping and the light from the glass ceiling was streaming through her hair, lighting it on fire and doing crazy things to my insides. I loved how her eyes had slowly worked their way over me from head to toe and how she had chewed on her bottom lip. I loved the way her breath caught when I came in close and how her tiger like brown eyes widened when I reminded her to breathe. Just remembering made me hard again, it was starting to be a problem how quickly she had that effect on me.
    When we arrived at the park, Joey was waiting impatiently for them. I grinned as I stepped out.
    “Mate, you are in a world of trouble.” With that I moved to the back of the truck to unload the hamper and blankets leaving my friend to help everyone down. I heard Cora shriek then chuckled when I heard Joey’s yelp.
    “Do you need any help carrying anything?” I turned to the young man standing next me. He was wearing khaki carpenter pants and a simple blue sweater, his hear was messy but I was beginning to think that was just the way it always was. I handed over a couple blankets.
    “Sure. And thanks, I’d appreciate the help.”
    Tyler shrugged muttering something about manners and his mother smacking him if he didn’t at least offer as he moved off. I grinned remembering the fierce look she gave Tyler last night when she thought he was being disrespectful and then again when she found out I had paid for her meal and was refusing to take her money. Yes I could see why Tyler might be afraid of his mother. Such a sweet woman could definitely turn into a hellion when she needed to.
    I followed the yelling Cora and the chastened Joey to where the kids were waiting, carrying the hamper of food and a couple blankets I hadn’t given Tyler. Kathryn helped Tyler spread his blankets out and Lily came to help me. I smiled at her. She grinned back and started chatting, asking questions about Belfast, about my own modeling and acting careers. She started laughing when Joey called over my nickname from my modeling days, and I flushed.
    “I hate that nickname.” I grumbled.
    “Why? It means you were distinctive in some way. Photographers wanted to work with you, companies wanted you for ads, how was that a bad thing?” I cocked my eyebrow at the blonde girl in front of me. She may seem a little silly but her eyes showed intelligence that her beauty could eclipse. She was still trying to bite back her giggles and sat down on the blanket we just spread out.
    “To have a nickname, that kind of nickname, made it harder to be taken seriously when I moved to acting.”
    “Yes our golden boy was so abused.” Cora came over then and ruffled my hair, something she couldn’t have done if I was still standing.
    “Well you should have had a no nudity or too provocative clause in your contract like me and Tyler.”
    “He would have never worked then. He only has his body. Have you seen his face? He’s a monster.” Joey quipped from his blanket further down and earned him a scathing look from me that only made him laugh hysterically. I turned my attention towards the hamper only to find Kathryn already there, quickly unpacking and handing everything out. Making sure the kids got what they wanted first before asking anyone else.
    “Dimples…I mean Daniel which sandwich would you like?” I glared over at her, watching her try and hide her grin by chewing on her bottom lip again. I wanted to reach over, pull that lip out and drag her across my lap. Kissing her until that mischievous look turned to one of desire. I wanted to hear her groan and scream out my name as I made her come. I growled, surprised when that alone made her eyes darken a fraction. Hmmm…I would have to remember that.
    “Woman, would you just give me whatever you have your hand on right now.” My voice was husky, my Irish brogue a little thicker than