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She was pissed there was no doubt about it. There was even something attractive about it. He liked the fact that she spoke to him so candidly. Many women in the past had always tried to be such pleasers. The women that treated him roughly and honestly were the ones that could ever gain his attention, and Grace had it all to herself right now. He definitely did not want to stop what ever it was they had going on between each other. He just didn't know how to say it.
Seeing her though after so many days did something to him. She set a fire in the pit of his stomach that nothing could put out. After she'd said what she had to say Seamus shook his head. Leaning over he cupped her face in one hand and pulled her close. He gave her no time react before he kissed her. Slipping into the booth beside her he kissed her long and hard. "I can't do anything without thinking about you. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't ride without thinking about you." His words were coming out fast like a flash flood. "I want you. I really fucking want you."
Looking across the table at an empty booth Seamus shut his eyes. He was frustrated to an incomprehensible level. Folding his hand together he tried not to look at her for fear of what she might have to say. "I really care about you Grace. And even though I do wanna fuck you, I want more that that." He knew that now would be her moment to shoot him down, to let him know that his brother had already been there and claimed that. "I just know that we can't. You and my brother..." Seamus didn't finish his sentence instead he just balled his hands into fists his knuckles turning white.