* Please Review! Sorry this took so long to put up, my kids are on spring break and my husband isn't working so we took them out to do a few family things. This chapter is also apart of the dream the angel is giving the boys!*

" I can't thank you enough for what you have done." Brian said, shaking first Duce's hand then Connor's. "If it wasn't for you, I'm sure Tatum would have died."

Tatum and Murphy walked to the end of the porch, with one of his hands holding onto her elbow. He pulled her closer to him while the others talked and laughed together. Everyone was feeling light, free and was smiling. Connor clapped Brian on the shoulder and laughed loudly at something he had said to the father while Murphy lead her down to the end of the porch.

" How do you feel?" Murphy asked when they reached the stairs.

" Good. Really good." Tatum said, laughing. They turned and faced each other, with his hand slipping from her.

" Good. You have color coming back into your cheeks." He said with his own smile.

" I can't believe how different I feel, to be honest. I mean, even when they left me before, I could still feel them around, does that make sense? And now, there is nothing. It's just me." Tatum said.

" I'm glad to hear that." Murphy said.

They stood, facing each other and smiling for a few seconds before she grabbed him. Her arms went around his waist as her head came to rest against his chest. She squeezed him as tightly as she could, feeling the warmth of his body through their clothes. Murphy smiled to himself, letting his arms move around her shoulders. He dipped his head down and kissed the top of her head.

" This is because of you and your family. " Tatum said when she titled her head up to smile up at Murphy. " This whole thing, my life now..." She shook her head and shrugged. " Thank you." She went up on her tips and kissed his chin, since it was all she could reach without him bending down more. Her hands traveled up his body to reach behind his shoulders. She squeezed him with another smile before she started to rub his back.

" Not all us. You had to have the faith too." Murphy said. Tatum laughed and started to pull away from him.

" Yeah but you guys helped restore my faith." She said.

" What will you do now?" Connor asked, catching Tatum's attention. She hugged her arms to herself and looked over to him while Murphy put his hands in his pockets and watched her .

" Well, I sold my practice in America and my house so I think we are going to stay here. I have a few contacts here and one of them has a house for Tatum and I." Brian said as he walked over to his daughter. They smiled at each other as his arm slipped around her shoulders. " We are going to enjoy our time together for a while, I think."

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For the few two weeks Brian and Tatum came to the MacManus cabin for dinner every night. Sometimes they brought things to cook, sometimes Duce cooked. Connor always put on a show, making her laugh, while Murphy spoke quietly to her, making fun of Connor. Sometimes Murphy and Tatum would sit together, their heads bend down, shooting Connor looks as Murphy whispered to her and Connor defended himself.

The evenings were Murphy's favorite time of the day. When he and Connor would come back from the fields and he would see the car her and Brian had bought, his stomach would jump. Excitement would course through him and he couldn't get his horse into it's stall fast enough. And as exciting as that was, nothing made him feel more amazing then when he would catch the looks she would give him when she thought he wouldn't notice. And those looks were what stirred him to ask her to take a stroll with him outside after dinner one night.

" You settling in well, Lass?" Murphy asked as they walked together with their arms linked. She was wearing one of his sweaters but the evening was chilly so she was pressed against him for the extra warmth.

" Yeah, I am. I want to start taking photographs again but my dad wants me to still relax. He thinks I'm going to push myself to hard but I'm getting restless." Tatum admitted.

" It's not a bad idea though. You have been through a lot and are still recovering." Murphy said, glancing down at her. She nodded as she chewed against her lower lip and sighed. He brought his hand up to her wrist and gently started to caress her still bruised skin. " Bruises starting to heal. " Tatum looked down to where their skin was touching.

" Yeah, they are. Pretty soon I won't look like someone kicked my ass." Tatum joked, making Murphy chuckle.

" So," He started a few seconds later, " I...ah..." Heat rushed Murphy's face in surprise. He had never been embarrassed when it came to asking a girl out before but this girl was special. " It's been a long time since I have...ah..." Murphy stopped walking and turned to face her, making Tatum turn in the process.

" What?" She asked. Murphy sighed hard and found himself smiling.

" I would like to take you out for a drink, and dinner. A date is what I mean." He said. He was rewarded by the red color that started to tint her cheeks. His smile spread into a grin and that grin widen when she brought a hand to her hair and tucked it behind her ear while her eyes shifted to the ground.

" Oh...ah...I'd...um...I'd really like that." She said, looking up to meet his eyes again.

" Aye?" He asked. She nodded and bit down into her bottom lip again.

" Yeah." She said.

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Murphy had been nervous and excited on the way to the house her and her dad were renting. He was nervous as they arrived at the little restaurant he had picked out for them. He was nervous when they ordered drinks but then she started asking him what some of the food was made out of and all his nerves melted away. He moved in the booth so he was sitting beside her. He pointed to different items on the menu and explained them to her, laughing at the faces she had made.

They talked, ate, and drank. They held hands as they walked back to his car and on the way back to her house. She grabbed his shoulders at her doorway and kissed him, taking him by surprise. Before he knew it though, he was kissing her back. His hands were at her waist and he was pulling her into him while turning them so he could push her into the door.

And after they had been dating for almost three weeks, Murphy and Tatum were sneaking into his cabin late after a date. He was leading the way, gripping her hand tight as they both stared up at Duce's closed bedroom door. She was holding on tight to his arm, feeling like a teenager again. They reached the stairs and picked up their steps to reach his room quickly. It was just pass the stairs, on the ground level of the cabin. As he opened his door...

" Murphy." Duce's voice froze the couple. Even though they were under the landing and Duce couldn't see them, Murphy looked back at her and put a finger to his lips to tell her to be quiet.

" Aye, Da?" He called out. Tatum rubbed her lips together and held her breath.

" Found out how she likes her coffee and you bring it to her in bed tomorrow." Tatum's eyes shut as her mouth dropped. Murphy grinned and squeezed her hand.

" Aye, Da." He said.

" Goodnight, Tatum, Love." Duce called.

" Good..." Tatum opened her eyes and cleared her throat. " Goodnight." A second later, the sound of a door closing greeted them. They both laughed before Murphy turned back around.

Once in his room, Murphy shut the door then stashed her bag in the corner before turning around and pulling her to him. They both smiled at each other as her arms came up to circle his neck. He took a hold of her hips then dipped his head down. They had had three weeks of stolen kisses outside pubs and on her porch. There had been one episode of a serious make out session in his family car where she had put her hand in his pants and his had been up her shirt. They had rubbed each other with their tongues tangled up and their breaths heaving. Murphy had tried to grab her by her wrist when he felt himself getting close to the edge but she had refused to stop and Murphy had cum all over her hand, wetting the fabric of his boxers. Now, he was going to show her how a real Irishman took care of his lass.

With his hands on either side of her neck and her hands grasped at his sides, Murphy and Tatum made out again while making their way to his bed. They pulled at each others clothes, tossing one shirt here and another shirt there. Shoes were kicked off while both laughing. She tugged at his belt, he yanked her pants open.

Once he had her in his bed, Murphy kissed her as deeply as he could and his thumb stroked across her cheek. His other hand took a careful hold of her leg and pulled it open to give himself move room against her body. He was letting his arousal rub against her in a slow thrust that was driving them both crazy. The lust and need flowed between them strong and they were both panting.

Murphy tilted his head to the side, granting him more access to her mouth. Their tongues twisted in the slow dance. He groaned and she moaned. His fingers squeezed her thigh then moved between them. Tatum whispered against his lips, begging him to hurry. He loved it that she was like that, impatient and needy to have him. She wasn't being shy with her sexual wants and needs and that turned Murphy on more.

And he was going to give her just what she wanted. One of her hands went into his hair. Her fingers spread out through the strands as her other hand took a hold of him in the way he liked. Tatum guided him towards her until the head of him touched her warmth. Murphy had no problem taking over from there, pushing in and breathing out through the immediate slap of pleasure.

Both her hands went into his hair then. She arched up and pulled on his hair, something she did during their making out and something he decided he loved. Murphy's fingers slipped to her hip and thigh as he started to thrust, long, deep and slow. With a grip that she loved, he let his hand trail down her until he reached the back of her knee. There he pulled her leg up so her knee was bent and he had even more more to move. Her other leg hooked around his. She let her heel dig into him as she moved it up his leg to his ass.

Murphy let his lips rest against hers as he groaned in short bursts. Tatum's stomach contracted then tighten as she whimpered. Harder. Faster. More. His thrusts took on a life of their own when she started to move with him. They were growing shorter and more out of control. Murphy took a hold of the back of her neck, angling her neck up so it was completely free. He dipped down and latched onto her pulse. It was fast pace, beating hard against his tongue. Tatum pulled more on his hair, drive him on harder and harder.

And there it was, building inside him faster than he wanted it too. His balls twitched and he was to bust. She was getting louder, crying out for him. She was close, so close that Tatum was begging him not to stop with her voice a breathy, whispered whimper in his ear. Her lips brushed against his skin and Murphy was never so thankful for a girl to cum under him before. He wouldn't lose it before her, he refused, not after she had jerked him off in his car and he had given her nothing.

Tatum's body tensed up and froze, with only her thighs and her inner walls trembling around him. Silently Murphy thanked the Lord for her orgasm then pushed into her as hard as he could, letting out his own body go ridge over hers. He pressed his forehead into hers and squeezed his eyes shut to completely enjoy his orgasm. It was the first one he had had with a woman in longer than he cared to admit. It rushed out his balls and straight into the deepest part of her. Murphy gripped her leg hard then threw his arm up and under the pillows to grab at his mattress.

Together they started to calm down after the feeling left him. He relaxed and groaned out, coming down on top of her with his head coming to rest against her collarbone. He was panting but so was she. Tatum was struggling to catch her breath, just like him, and Murphy loved the sound. Her legs were loosening their hold of him and she was going completely slack under his body.

Murphy shifted his hips to pull out of her then moved to her side. She rolled over so they were facing each other. Murphy opened his eyes as they started to tangle themselves together. His arms circled her with one going around her shoulders and the other around her waist. With his hand resting against her ass, he guided her into him more. Tatum's hands came to rest against him, one at his neck and one at his chest. She had her eyes closed but the smallest of smiles was gracing her face. A smile he had put there. Murphy grinned and quickly kissed her.

" At least I don't have to sneak you out of here in the morning." He whispered.