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Lorcan didn’t know how late it was or what kind of nightlife was still going on at this hour, but he did know that he was tired after three rounds of lovemaking, and right now he wanted nothing more than to fall asleep with Orla in his arms. Orla had hoped for a restful and uneventful rest of the evening, but alas, there was no rest for the wicked. She yawned as she rose from the table, and it told Lorcan that she was thinking along the same lines as he was. He put his arm around her, and the two of them headed back up to bed.
The rays of the rising sun were just beginning to peek through the lace of the curtains when Orla sat up again. There was a distinct clicking noise coming from downstairs that sounded like the heels of a man’s very expensive pair of shoes. She rolled over and cl
