Wild Devotion by Mari Carr

Author:Mari Carr [Carr, Mari]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mari Carr

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April 26

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Mia stood near a window in the funicular, watching as they rose higher and higher above the city. Today’s plan was to see Sacré-Coeur and explore Montmartre. They’d added the tourist spot after seeing images of it on a travel site online. It looked exactly like Mia’s idea of Paris. Romance and beauty.

She couldn’t wait to reach the top, peering anxiously through the trees to try to catch a glimpse of the cathedral. Trees were obscuring some of the view, but as they continued to rise, she was impressed to see more and more of the town below.

Padraig stood next to her. However, he was looking at her rather than the passing scenery.

She smiled while keeping her eyes glued to what was outside. “You know you’re missing a lot,” she warned, letting him know she was aware of his staring.

Last night had been incredible. It had been so long since she’d fallen asleep in a man’s arms. And even then…well…nothing she’d ever experienced came close to how she felt wrapped up in Padraig’s strong embrace. While he was considerably larger than her, that size never intimidated. Instead, she felt sheltered, safe.

Mia had spent the years since her grandmother’s death protecting herself. She had always believed her independence made her strong. She could see now all it had done was leave her lonely.

She’d wallowed in that state for so long, she hadn’t even realized that was what it was. She hadn’t felt alone since the night Padraig had followed her out of the pub. In the course of a single day, she’d discovered the worst and best things in her life.

“I’m not missing a damn thing.” Padraig placed his hand on her waist and tugged her closer, nuzzling her cheek with his nose. He hadn’t shaved since they’d left the States, claiming it was his “God-given duty as a Caps fan” to let the beard grow until they got knocked out of the Stanley Cup playoffs. While she wasn’t a fan of the Caps, she was a huge fan of the beard, so for the first time in her life, she was rooting against her beloved Blackhawks.

Since waking up this morning, Padraig had managed to touch her no less than a million times. Sweet kisses, silly tickles, hair ruffles, hand-holding.

The funicular reached the top, reminding Mia that she’d missed the last half of the view outside as well. At this rate, she and Padraig would have been better served staying in bed.

“Behave,” she warned him when his hand slipped from her lower back to her ass. “You’re distracting me from Paris.”

He laughed and clasped their hands, leading her from the funicular. “Come on. Let’s see this cathedral of yours.”

As they rounded the small path that led to Sacré-Coeur, the soft sounds of music caught her attention.

Once they reached the top, the world opened up in wondrous splendor. All of Paris lie beneath them, buildings seemingly stacked on top of each other, touching every square inch of the landscape. It was an array of colors and shapes and bright sunlight as far as the eye could see.

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