Disclaimer: See part 1

A/N: I really like cousin Donovan. He has a lot to say in this chapter. Hope you all don't mind.

End of the World© – chapter 4

As they reentered the bar, Derek stepped in front of Penelope, their hands still clasped. Donovan spotted them immediately and raised his pint in salute as they headed back to the booth. Bronwyn who had peeked out to watch, slid out to embrace them both. "Does this mean we're soon to have a new McGregor in the clan?"

"Woman, you hassle me about being too forward and here you are already planning their nuptials." He winked at her before turning back to face Derek with a no nonsense look. "The reception will be here. No arguments, cuz." Donovan said, slapping Derek's shoulder.

"You two need to slow down. Yes, Pen and I are together. Have been for some time. But we haven't talked marriage yet."

"Really?" Donovan said. "You two have been together for a while?"

"Yes." Derek replied.

Donovan squeezed his shoulder, applying a bit more pressure with the next statement. "Is that your final answer?"

Penelope looked from Donovan and Derek to Bronwyn. Something in the exchange lead her to believe they were not only busted but that Derek's cousin and his wife knew word for word what had transpired between them. "Hot stuff, I think you may want to forget my earlier suggestion."

"Pen, relax. I got this."

"Trust me, sugar buns, you don't." Derek glanced over his shoulder to shoot her, a hush now look. Something in her stare must have registered because she could see when he noticed the matching gleam of knowledge in his cousins' expressions.

"What gave us away," Derek finally asked.

"Security cam. It's colour even and has audio feed too. A certain cousin of mine suggested I go with the best I could afford after the break-in last year. You might know him. He works for the FBI!"

"Damn."

"The thought of you trying to bluff was amusing. Really Derek, think about whom you are talking to. You never learned to lie. You know it. I know it. The whole family knows it. And, Penelope will learn it, too, if she hasn't already." Donovan gave Penelope a playful smile.

"Don was going to shower you in green ale for even trying. But we agreed it was too wasteful and others might get the wrong idea," Bronwyn added.

"It's like you completely missed the line to kiss the blarney stone but got in line as many times as you dared for charm and luck. Hell, I'd love to know where on your person you keep your four leaf clover," Donovan went on in obvious agreement with his wife.

Penelope couldn't help herself; she began to laugh. Wrapping her arms around Derek from behind she buried her face between his strong shoulders and let the humor of their situation fill her.

"Something funny, woman?"

She nodded as she managed to get herself under control enough to answer, "Us. This. All of it."

"Do you mind?" When she looked up she saw the hint of worry in his expression. She was quick in her reply and actions to dispel it.

"Not a chance, honey bun. I love you too much to mind at all. I think I'm going to like becoming a McGregor some day. But…" Derek's eyes darkened even before she had a chance to finish what she was going to say.

"But?" Derek's voice had grown husky. The humour replaced with a sensual promise that made her shiver.

"But I'm going to love being a Morgan even more."

Derek twisted in her embrace and captured her lips with his own before the resonance of her last word had fully dispelled. Penelope completely forgot where they were, that there was anyone else present as she responded in kind. Her world narrowed to nothing more than them and their igniting passion. She would have happily remained that way if not for the shock of something cold showering over them.

"I know this is a pub but we do have rules about floor shows, cuz. I think it's time you two said good night and moved your St. Patrick's Day celebration to someplace more private," Donovan said.

"My cousin is a wise man. Don't you agree, baby girl."

Penelope let her eyes speak for her as she let her gaze travel down Derek's body then back up to meet his equally ardent gaze. In less than a minute they had wished Donovan and Bronwyn farewell and were on their way back out of McGregor's once again.

TBC...