Free Intractable Souls : Book 1 of the Bound for Ireland Series by Tricia Daniels Page B

to scan the room, she finds Ethan
close by, dancing with a red head in an extremely short skirt. Her
eyes are stuck to him for a few moments. He has perfect rhythm and
dance moves that would set any woman’s panties on fire. Everything
else about him is absolute sexual perfection, why not this too? If
he moves like that in the bedroom it’s no wonder all the girls on
the dance floor are competing for his attention. Olivia starts to
feel a little warm as she watches him spreading himself around the
dance floor, attentively looking after all the women who join him.
Knew it, he’s not a one-woman kind of guy.
    Rachel sees her across the room and squeals
as she stumbles towards her. In an act of chivalry, Ethan abandons
his harem and grabs for Rachel’s arm, supporting her while she
finds her footing. She looks at him as she offers an explanation in
a very drunken slur. “Something on the floor tripped me.”
    He humors her, a small grin spreading across
his lips. “Yes, I saw that.”
    Olivia shakes her head as they reach her and
Rachel throws her arms around her in a very forceful hug. “Thank
you for coming!” She screams in her ear so she can be heard over
the music. Olivia moves her head away reacting to the strong smell
of alcohol on her breath. “Whoa!” She tries to prop her upright so
she’s not leaning so heavily on her. “Have you got everything? I’m
taking you home now.”
    Leaning forward, she shouts in her ear
again. “This is Ireland!” She waves her hand in his direction.
    Olivia laughs and looks over at him.
“Ireland, huh? You know that’s going to stick, right?”
    He smiles, his eyes reflecting the flashing
lights of the dance floor. She can call him anything she wants as
long as it’s his name she’s screaming when he’s buried deep inside
her and making her come repeatedly.
    “No, no. that’s not right. This is Ethan.”
Rachel corrects herself, her legs wobbling. “He is IRISH!” He steps
in closer to help support her, chuckling out loud.
    “Yes, I know. We’ve met.” Olivia says loudly
over the music, while trying to steer her towards the door. She
glances over at him and smiles. “Let’s get her to the car before
she drops.” With strained effort, they finally get her through the
bar and into the car waiting out front.
    Ethan buckles Rachel safely into the
passenger side of Olivia’s ‘64 Mustang and climbs into the back
seat. “Nice car.”
    “Thanks.” Olivia isn’t interested in small
talk. She just wants to get back home to bed. “I can drop you off
first if you like, where do you live?” Olivia turns her head to
look at him.
    Ethan stares at her for a moment feeling a
little awkward. “I live with Scott and Rachel.” He finds it odd
that Olivia didn’t know that. How is it that he has been there
nearly a month and Rachel’s best friend had no idea? Deep down he
knows it’s another effort by Scott to keep him away from her. He
scratches his head and waits for her reaction but there is none.
She remains expressionless and doesn’t say a word. Just drives. She
will deal with the two of them tomorrow when she’s feeling better
and has the strength to kick some ass.
    Rachel is asleep within moments in the front
seat, her body slouching forward like dead weight. Nothing but the
shoulder strap on the seat belt is keeping her from smashing her
head on the dashboard. In a hurry to get her home, Olivia turns the
corner a little too quickly, causing Rachel’s limp body to swing to
the side heavily as her head hits the side window with a thud.
Olivia puts her hand over her mouth. “Oh my God! Rachel, I’m
sorry.” She reaches her hand over and puts it on her head trying to
steady it but Rachel is still out cold. Olivia tries to contain her
laughter by pursing her lips tightly together but when she looks
back at Ethan and sees that he’s snickering, she can’t hold
back.
    When she pulls into the driveway, Ethan gets
Rachel out of the car and steers her to the