Hello, my loves! Isn't it sweet? All of the Angels have their men and are engaged! First, as always, so much love to my girls wwechristina, Tm12Brady, GoldenGirl1920 and ClaymoreQueen6176 for their support!

OK, now let's find out where Christine and Sheamus went after Drew and Cherry headed to their honeymoon suite! Enjoy!

Angels In Scotland: Part 26 - To Dublin

As the wedding guests were seeing the newly married Galloways off to their honeymoon suite, Christine and Sheamus ran off in secret to the car she rented earlier under her mother's maiden name as not to raise suspicion. Sheamus sat in the driver's seat, looking to his left at his beloved. He couldn't shake the feeling that this wasn't right. He fulfilled his part of the pact he and Drew made after they both got engaged: to be each other's best men at their weddings. Sheamus was only too proud of his best friend, a man he thought of as a brother.

Now here he was, driving in the Glasgow night, to the awaiting airplane to fly them to his ancestral home. Ireland. Dublin to be exact. "Lass, it's not right. This is wrong.", he moaned. Christine sighed, "Shea-Stephen." When they were serious, they used each other's real names. "Ya know their all gonna be crazy pissed over this one, especially Drew and Cherry!", he groaned.

Christine shook her head, "Look, Stephen. We have to do it like this. It's important. I'll call Kevin, Lady and Cherry...and everyone else and explain after we elope. We'll have a second wedding that will be the biggest event in all of Nashville. Hell, the world!" Sheamus said, driving up to the awaiting plane, "Yeah, but I just feel as if I'm denying my brother. We have always been there fer each other. And I was just by his side during the happiest day of his life, Lass."

Christine said, "He's my brother too." At that moment, she felt her heart and emotion swell. She closed her eyes, smiling, "There's so much love between them. Cherry, Drew and the babies." She slid her hand to his. "I'm not totally correct. Cherry, she's carrying..." She stopped, choosing not to reveal the babies' sex as she saw it. "The babies are fine, though. Right?", he asked. She nodded, "Yes. They're strong. They're fine and well loved."

Christine and Sheamus walked to the Jamie Lu, Dom opening the doors. "Dom!", Sheamus hugging the grey-haired man in the crisp pilot's uniform. Dom warmly greeted him, "Mr. Farrelly, sir." Sheamus waved this off, "Now, none of that. It's Sheamus. Or Sheamo. Or Stephen. Never cared fer Mr." Dom shrugged, "Ok. Then Sheamo it is. It's a pleasure as always, Miss Christine!"

Christine hugged him, "Hey Dom. Everything ok? Have you enjoyed yourself here in Scotland?" Dom said, looking around, "Yes. But where is the rest of the group? Are the rest of the Angels coming?" Christine said, "Uh. No. It's an emergency. This is personal." Dom shook his head. He questioned, "Are you sure it's right, young lady? You're leaving them stranded in Glasgow." She grew impatient and said, "Dom, trust me. It'll be ok. We will circle back to get them after we do this. I promise."

She got on the plane, Sheamus followed. Once in the private quarters, they heard Dom's voice overhead, "We will be leaving soon. Destination: Dublin, Ireland." Christine smiled at Sheamus as she she looked down at her left hand at the custom ring he gave to her. He said, "I didn't know if ya liked pink diamonds. I took a chance. I almost got ya an emerald." She bit her lip, looking out the window as they took off, "I love it. Both of us took a chance..."

Two sweet memories came to mind during the hour and half flight. They were the beginnings of their love stories. Not just hers and Sheamus, but for Drew and Cherry. The first was told to her by Cherry the night before their wedding about the day before the cruise and not long after the bar incident when Drew followed Cherry home from Christine's place. As Cherry put it, it was when they both realized how strong their feelings had become for each other. The other? It happened not long after the cruise to collect intel that changed the destiny for her and Sheamus…

Three Years Ago

HQ: Nashville, Tennessee

Drew looked over at Cherry talking to Christine about the cruise. It had been nearly two weeks since the bar incident. They had continued to play the flirt game with each other. But for him, it was no game. He had started developing strong feelings for the beautiful redhead he constantly saw himself fucking into oblivion in his dreams. He wished it was the two of them going on the cruise instead. He could just see her hair blowing in the breeze at sunset on the deck of the ship. But since the mission was to gather intel about who was trying to ruin his life, the better choice was made by Kevin.

As they were talking, Christine looked over at Drew and smiled at Cherry, "He's looking at you like that again." Cherry rolled her eyes and kept finishing the file she was giving to Christine, "Looking at me like what, Chris?" She said, "Like he's a lovestruck zombie and you're a five-course meal. So, you two are gonna fuck and get it over with while I'm gone, right?"

Cherry shoved the file at her chest and grumbled, "That's cute! I'm not the one getting laid on that trip and you know it. Just keep in mind that cruise ship walls are paper thin when you start having really loud orgasms." She stuck out her tongue at Christine who popped her on the butt with the file, "It's not happening. Sheamus not the one for me." Cherry smirked, "Bullshit, but whatever! Make sure to wear sunscreen and take lots of condoms. It's a seven day cruise after all."

Cherry went to the large fridge in the common area and pulled out a bottled water. She took a couple of sips until she heard that voice behind her. That sex drenched, smooth Scottish voice that continued to invade her fantasies, "The stronger stuff is on the top shelf." She turned to see a dimpled smile Drew standing dangerously close behind her. His long black hair in a sleek ponytail. A red t-shirt that looked about a size too tight. And those jeans were riding so low, she ached to hook her fingers in the waistband and yank down to see the treasure the place between her thighs had been aching for.

She jumped slightly, trying not to show him that she was shaking, "Oh! I'm not that much of a drinker anymore. Especially not on duty. But thanks anyway." She smiled at him, and he swore he would do anything and everything in his power to keep it on her beautiful face. He said, "Yeah, me neither. Sa, are we gonna finally talk about it?" She shrugged, "About what?"

He sighed, "I'm sorry ya were offended when I followed ya home that night." She shook her head, "No need to apologize. I wasn't offended. Just surprised." He said, getting close to her, "I ain't gonna lie to ya. Ta make sure ya made it home safe wasn't the only reason I did it. I'm curious about ya. I can't quite figure ya out." She said, "There's nothing to figure out about me. I'm just a woman doing her job. What you see is what you get."

As she was getting ready to walk away, he grabbed her hand. He was going to say something, but the moment became too big to mess up with words. Their skin prickled and flushed. Their fingertips felt on fire, yet so alive. Their breathing quickened and both their hearts sped up double time. He looked into her light green eyes and saw the same lust he was feeling, but he also saw the same thing reflected in his blue eyes: fear. They were both afraid of their feelings and emotions towards each other.

He should let go of her hand, but it felt so perfect in his. He wanted to feel hers caressing him all over, wrap around his length and make him ever harder than he already was for her. He wanted to use his fingertips all over soft skin, knead those magnificent tits she was barely concealing from him that low cut red top, and finger the warm treasure between her thighs.

The whole world had stopped when he took her hand, but it started up again as she pulled her hand away. She couldn't think of anything else to say except, "I need to leave for another assignment. I'll see you soon, Drew." That was the second time he let her walk away from him. He said silently to himself, "Ya can't walk away from me forever, my Love."

Riverside: Nashville, Tennessee

Later that evening, Cherry sat on her couch with her hot tea relaxing after her latest assignment. She laid her head back on the back of her couch, breathing deep. She was still haunted by her interaction with Drew earlier in the day. When he touched her hand, she felt so alive. He made her skin tingle and her brain cease to function except for the rush of lust that coursed through her entire body whenever he was around her. She shouldn't want him as bad as she did. All of a sudden, she felt this uneasy presence…and she knew it was standing right outside her front door.

Drew stood outside on Cherry's large wrap around porch in front of her door. He wanted to knock, but he had no clue what he would say to her if she opened the door. Holding her hand earlier in the day was a revelation. It fit so well in his. Her warm, calming presence is something he had never experienced before. He longed to be around her whenever she wasn't around. He didn't know if he would ever be able to tell her how he felt about her. He didn't even know why he came here to her home.

Drew was turning to leave when Cherry opened the door. Their eyes locked, both were breathless and struggling to find the words to say. Suddenly, they both reached for each other and fell into a hard, passionate, lovingly kiss. Their tongues danced together Drew picked her up and carried her inside and kicked the door shut.

Their hands worked feverishly, tearing each other clothing off. Drew lifted her up and laid her nude body on her couch. He spread her thighs wide and entered that sweet heaven with a hard, heavy stroke. She screamed and clawed at his back as he pumped fast, pounding her with a fever. As they were both getting ready to cum harder than either had before, they looked into each other's eyes and loudly moaned, "I love you".

That is when both Drew and Cherry woke up in a start, both sweating and panting, both alone in their beds. They both Cherry groaned when they realized they realized it was just a dream…a beautiful, sweet, sexy dream. They both reached for their phones, intending to text the other and tell each other how they strongly felt, but neither had the courage to send the message. They both came to the same realization as they sat up in bed, Cherry hugging her knees and Drew raking his hands through his hair: no matter how scared they were to admit it to the other, they were truly, madly, deeply, crazy in love with each other.

One and a Half Weeks Later

Riverside: Nashville, Tennessee

"So? How do you like it? The makeup, I mean.", Cherry sat back and admired her work. Christine, her fellow Angel, had her come to her place early in the morning so she could glam her up a bit. Christine looked in the mirror, "Ah, I feel kinda slutty. I mean, not like THAT slutty." Cherry took some face powder, finalizing Christine's makeup, "You're fine. Wow, I never noticed how green your eyes are. This purple eyeshadow never fails to make them pop."

In the past week, since Christine and Sheamus went on a mission on a cruise, things had changed. Sheamus started to dress up for work. He and Christine almost came in at the same time, were as before he was usually late. Cherry broached the subject, "So, I couldn't help to notice you have more Irish stuff around. That coffee cup. I mean, Irish oatmeal? And who's jacket is that? It's not your normal style." She pointed at the brown leather jacket hanging up in the hallway.

Christine said, with a little more of a blush on her cheeks, "Oh, Sheamy. He left it." Cherry smiled, "Sheamy? Sheamy?! OK, time to give it up, Sis. You two are a couple." Christine wanted to deny it, but she couldn't. She knew that if she could tell anyone, it was Cherry. She said, "It's more than that, Cher. We're…uh… We made love." Cherry spit out her tea, "What?" Christine nodded happily, "Yeah. And I asked him to move in with me."

Cherry smiled, but then a serious look crossed her face, "But, what about...what you told me about. Adam?" Christine stiffened when Cherry brought up her ex-husband. Before the fire that supposedly killed Christine, Adam had tied her down and raped her. After this and the fire, Christine developed the Phoenix, her alter ego. But all that changed when she locked eyes with the handsome redheaded Irishman. Cherry asked, "Did you tell him? About everything?"

Christine shook her head, "No, Cherry. It's bad enough I got that damn fire baggage. And I didn't ever find out if Adam truly is dead. I don't want Sheamy hurt. Or worse." Cherry looked sympathetic, "Yeah, but it's not good keeping secrets. And he's such a good guy." Christine smiled, "Yeah." Cherry smirked, "I see you're finally wearing that sexy bra I ordered you. I like the tank top too. Nah, you're not making it super obvious."

Christine laughed and looked down at her voluptuous breasts. The writing on the dark green tank said, 'Lucky Charms'. Cherry laughed as Christine spun around. She wore matching dark green leggings showing her legs off, "And I can tell that working out did great on those legs. Girl! You are one hot lady. He won't know what to do during that presentation. Is that where he's at now?"

"Uh huh.", Christine nodded. "I helped him get dressed this morning." Cherry smiled, "Oh, did you, now? I thought you would rip his clothes off instead." Christine laughed, "Yep. Got him new suspenders and everything. Damn, is he hot in suspenders and a button-down shirt." Christine paused, thinking about their few loving times, "Cherry, our first time, we fucked in the kitchen. The night I left HQ when you all thought we made out on the cruise."

Cherry put her hand up, "I'm to blame for that. I'm sorry. Me of all people should know better." Christine shrugged, "Eh, no biggie. He came over to see if I was OK. Next thing we know, he's got me over his shoulder, throws me on the bed... Cherry, damn he's...so strong. So genuine. Passionate." She closed her eyes, thinking about how Sheamus stripped her nude, then took his clothes off, then made love to her. How he praised and honored her entire body.

Cherry said, finishing getting ready, "He's a Celt, you know how they are. Uh...I mean Drew and Kevin. They like to make fun of it." Christine grinned, "And what about you and McInFart? I see you sizing up his claymore. Remember what he said. It's bigger!" Cherry rolled her eyes, "Yeah and you brought it up! There is no me and Drew. I think you got the crush on Drew." Christine scoffed, "Nope. I only crush on the 3MB Drew. I don't have time for the Sexy Scotsman."

Cherry huffed, "Neither do I." Christine yelled playfully, "Yeah right! All you two do is flirt and banter. Then, whe you think no one else is looking, you give the longing "goddamn I wanna fuck your brains out" looks to each other!" Before she could protest, Christine said, "Let's get going. I gotta wow that Irish daddy!" Cherry nearly choked on her laughter, "Irish daddy? What?" Christine smiled "Just wait. I have a feeling before long, you'll be under Drew screaming, "Fuck me, Big Daddy!" Cherry rolled her eyes as they walked out her front door.

HQ: Nashville, Tennessee

Sheamus was going over his report for the final time. He looked up at Drew walking in, whistling and gulping his usual coffee. Drew smirked, "Look at this wanker! Where'd ya find the nice clothes, mate?" Without looking up, Sheamus said, "Never you mind, fella. I'm gonna go over the report from the cruise and the intel we got. I figured look presentable. I mean Christine suggested it."

"Ya two, eh? Are ya pegging her, mate?" Drew did his thrusting dance. Sheamus only exhaled, "Oh, sod off!" Drew laughed, "Uh huh. Yer bagging and shagging her. Come on and fess up. We're men. Celtic men. When we see a woman, we plunder the castle and kidnap the virgin princess." Sheamus shook his head, "Ya and yer Scottish pride." Drew said, "Blame Dad. He instilled it in me."

Sheamus gasped, "Not shagging! Pa Andy is a good holy man." Drew chuckled, "Aye, but he was our age once. How'd me and my brother get here?" Sheamus was getting agitated at his best friend, "Yer ma found ya at the sword store! As fer John... Well, at least he's normal." Drew cackled, "The sword store! I mean! Christine is rubbing of on ya. Yer calling me Muppet! She calls me that bloody McInFart! Ugh! I hate that name!" "Ya coulda got a new shirt fer the occasion yerself", Sheamus said.

Then right on que, Kevin and Lady Christina came in. Drew said, "Thank God yer both here. This big yin is ready fer school. New pencils and all of it." Kevin nodded, "I think it's nice Sheamo dressed up. At least one of ya takes things seriously. Nice color shirt, fella." Sheamus said, " Thanks Christine got it…" "What?", Kevin asked.

Sheamus caught himself, "I meant fer my birthday." Drew blinked, loving getting to throw his best friend under the bus, "Yer birthday is in January. It's March." Sheamus said, "Ok. So, she bought it fer me. Can't someone just buy someone something?" Drew grinned, knowing he had him where he wanted him, "Uh huh. What about that new Land Rover? Custom Irish green?" Sheamus yelled out of frustration, "Yer just jealous." Drew said, "I'm not! She offered ta but me my truck. I told her no."

Drew rolled his eyes, looking up at Cherry and Christine walking in. Drew sat up a bit straighter seeing Cherry strut in the room. She filled his dreams and his waking thoughts. He wanted to consume her and make her his own beloved. He gave her a wink, nodding at Sheamus, "Ladies. It's show and tell day. And Ole Sheamo here's gonna tell ya how we met. I was nineteen and he was almost forty-seven."

"I'm gonna ignore that Muppet.", Sheamus looked at Christine, who smiled. Sheamus looked her over. In the past few months, she lost weight, started to work out, and she transformed. But today she looked extra beautiful. More beautiful than when he left their bed where they shared a passionate love this morning.

"Hey Sheamo.", Cherry said. Sheamus hugged her, "Cherry! Lass, always a pleasure. Christine, mo gahol." He narrowed his eyes at her. "Sheamy. You look very nice dressed up.", she sighed at him. She couldn't help but to lick her lips at his body. Sheamus was wearing a dark green button-down shirt, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The first three buttons unbuttoned, showing his pale, muscular chest off. Paired with black suspenders, he wore a pair of black jeans that hugged him in all the right places.

She even got him a new pair of his favorite boots. His red beard and fiery hair were perfect. She kinda moved her hips in the seat a bit, suppressing a moan. She was wet. She yawned, stretching her arms, showing off her sleek arms. Sheamus only glared at her. She wasn't wearing a sports bra today. His blue eyes targeted on her chest. "Lucky Charms, eh?", he mumbled. He sighed, feeling the hot desire run through him.

"Ok, we're all here. Let's start.", Kevin said, as he turned the lights lower. "Yeah. Right. Uhmmm... Phoenix and I had a mission, on the cruise. We did gather intel. But we couldn't find out who is financing this racket. Now, here was one man. We think he's a messenger. His name is David..." Sheamus explained, looking back at Christine.

She was standing up, leaning over her chair. Sheamus swallowed the lump in his throat, as she leaned over a bit more. It reminded him of that time he took her in the kitchen. He looked away, feeling his manhood get hard. "Sheamus, continue.", Kevin sighed. Drew begged, "Yeah Sheamus. Continue. Tell us all about the cruise."

Sheamus said, remembering his point, "Yes. We...us. the two of us, we tried to get close." Christine said, her hazel eyes on the growing bulge in his jeans, "Boy did we get close. To the bad guys, I mean!" In the semi darkness, she focused on the tent that formed in the dark denim. She continued, "I have to say, Kevin. I never felt like I was in danger. I know that the Irishman would protect me."

Sheamus shrugged, "Well, Lass. I was supposed to be yer husband, and a husband protects his...wife." For a moment, Christine bit her lip, "Yeah. Yeah, he does. And hey, I got a ring out of it." She held her left hand up, showing off the sapphire and diamond ring. Lady gawked at it, "Ooh! I really need to hit your jeweler up!"

Kevin got annoyed when they started getting off topic, "Ok! Let's get back ta business, please." Sheamus nodded, "Thanks Kevin. Well, whomever it is, they have access ta a lot of money. Lots of it! It's almost like they stay one step ahead of us. So, I recently got some new equipment. Tracking devices fer accounts we find. I'm gonna be testing a bug detector at Phoenix's building. Its state of the art. But, we're gonna have ta put our heads together. I get the feeling it's not just the Muppet they are after. This might be more sinister and deeper than we thought."

As he talked, he looked at Cherry and Christine. Sheamus had tapped into their files. He knew the two women had suffered traumatic pasts at the hands of their exes. But he swore to Kevin to never reveal that he knew. Kevin asked, "Great work, the two of ya. It wasn't that bad of a cruise, right?" Christine looked distant, "It was ok. Boats aren't my thing, Kev. But we made the best of it."

Sheamus sighed, "That we did, Lass. I got a new appreciation fer our teammate, Phoenix. She's got a number of skills." Christine answered, "You're the one with all those cool tools and stuff." Drew grumbled, "Can we quit it with the arse kissing? When's breakfast?" Kevin scolded Drew, who snickered, "Breakfast? Galloway, yer a bold man, wanting it yer way. This is all cause yer the dolt who gets his arse in a sling!"

Christine laughed, "Go Kev! Tell ole McInFart who's the boss." Drew faked being offended, "The boss, eh? Aren't you beautiful women Drew's Angels? Not Kevin's. Certainly not Sheamo's." Christine giggled, "I'm no angel, not when it comes to that handsome Irishman." Sheamus held his head up, smiling at Christine, "Well, I mean I am good looking." Kevin now tried to scold Christine and Sheamus, "Both of ya need to get ta church or some cold water!" Cherry and Lady Christina only laughed.

Cherry said, "Kevin, chill. They're only busting your balls again. Ignore them. Let's talk about Drew's match next week against that bum ass Corbin." Drew stood up, flicking the lights on, "Yes! Let's talk about me. My favorite subject!" He looked over at Sheamus who was turned and typing on his laptop. Drew now looked back at Christine, who had her eyes fixed on Sheamus' backside.

Drew whispered, "Hey, brother. She's got her eyes on ya. I'd go as far ta say she's mentally undressing ya." Sheamus stood up, still with his back to the girls and Kevin, "Yeah well, what about it?" Drew gave him a nudge, "Just admit it, mate. Ya wanna shag her hard and proper. Give her yer big ole Celtic gift."

Sheamus only shook his head. But his eyes told a different story. Drew blinked, "Ahhh! Unless of course…Phoen has already had a taste of the Irish whiskey!" Sheamus had it, "Oh fer fook's sake! Enough of this. I'm going to the little boy's room!" Drew couldn't resist, "Don't forget where we're at! And don't go tugging ta hard on yer meat and potatoes!"

Sheamus only exhaled as Drew laughed. He walked to the bathroom around the corner, taking a deep breath. He smiled when he looked down at the hard on concealed barely by his jeans. He said to himself as he looked in the full-length mirror, "Fook, she's very hot today. More hot than usual." He remembered the night before how they had dinner, then made out on the couch before going to sleep. She surprised him with the new clothes earlier when he got home from some interviews for WWE.

He was still mumbling to himself when the door opened. Sheamus, fully expected it to be Drew ready to bust his hump some more, "Yeah, ya wanker! I'll be back in there in a minute! Did Kevin send ya?" The steps approaching him didn't sound like Drew's footsteps. Sheamus turned to see Christine behind him.

Her eyes looked him up and down, stopping at his thighs, "Just checking to see if everything is OK." Sheamus, voice was shaky, "Yeah, I'm good." He had his right hand over his bulge. Christine smiled, "What's in your hand, Sheamy?" He smiled, "Uh. I just got done…you know. Business number one. Just took a piss, Lass."

She licked her lips, "Oh yeah? I didn't hear a flush." She seductively walked closer. She moved his hand, looking at the pronounced bulge. She hummed, "Damn, Sheamy." She ran her fingers over the bulge. He swallowed hard again, "Uh, lass." He hissed when she caressed him again, He struggled to stand. He snapped his eyes shut as she fondled his hard on through his jeans.

She asked, "I was wondering, Sheamy. Do you like my makeup? What about my hair?" He nodded. "What about my...", she released her hand from his heat, running her jeweled hands around and over her breasts. He growled, pulling her close, "Yer lucky Charms, Lass? I dunno what ya did, but yer more beautiful today than even this morning."

Sheamus only ran his hand down to Christine s backside, squeezing her firm muscles, "Goddamn this ass!" He turned her to face the mirror, "Sheamy..." She purred to him, leaning over the sink counter, "I never made love in front of a mirror." He groaned, "Well, maybe we outta change that fer ya." He gave her rear a spank. Her moaning turned him on bad. He slowly thrusted his hips to her backside, only their clothes a barrier.

Now she rubbed her thighs together, "Sheamy, I can't wait to we get home." He breathed in her ear, "Me either, Lass." Sheamus only smiled, unbuckling his belt, followed by opening his jeans and releasing the painful hardness in his hands. She felt him rub it against her clothed backside. With two strong hands, Sheamus pulled her leggings down her thighs, revealing a lacy pair of green panties.

He growled, "Fook! Yer so fucking ready fer my Irish prick!" Christine arched her back, reaching up to kiss him as he shoved the damp lace panty aside, "Give it to me, daddy."

He placed his head at her entrance and the first thrust was fast. Sheamus covered her mouth with his hand, shushing her. !" He thrusted as he talked, "Don't...make...a... bloody…sound!" She struggled to stand as he filled her treasure. "Mmmphmmmsh" is all she got out as he went faster. Just before the apex of euphoria, Sheamus pulled his still hard cock from her, turning her to face him.

"Yer perfect. Daddy's so happy.", he panted, kissing her roughly. She sighed, "Your still hard, Sheamy." He was silent as he picked her up and sat her on the sink. He entered her again, she started to moan as he tried to put his hand over around her mouth. This only made her lustier. Sheamus wrestled her tank top off, revealing the green lace see through bra barely keeping her heaving breasts from his wanton desire.

He asked, his rough hands snagging the lace, "Ya want me ta taste them breasts? Nod only." She nodded, and as he gave her a kiss, he tore the green lace open, her breasts bounced back to his hands. He pushed harder, lowering his head to her shoulder, when she pushed back to him. She yanked his suspenders down, tearing the silky green shirt open, kissing his muscular chest, "Two can play this game, Sheamy."

Sheamus held her tight as he thrusted more and more sloppy, ready for the orgasm. "Lass, I'm coming! Oh god, I'm coming!" He said, both of them trapped in a kiss as his hot seed gushed into her. Christine held him to her chest, playing with his sweaty hair. She inhaled his musky scent, as he kissed her forehead before pulling slowly from her. He said, looking sheepishly at her torn bra and his torn shirt, "Now what?"

She snickered, "Come here. Let's go to the shower." She opened the other door, revealing the showers and a gym bag she left there, "Extra clothes." Sheamus said, pulling his boots off and then his jeans, "Beautiful, Lass. Yer always thinking." He picked her up and she struggled not to squeal as he placed her against the shower glass.

Cherry could stop her laughter as she read Christine's text: "Just had some hot sex with my Irish hooligan daddy. We're going home. Tell Kevin that Sheamy got an emergency call." Drew pursed his lips together, "What's got ya cracking up, Love?" Cherry giggled, Chris and Sheamus, "Yeah, they're not coming back. Some kind of emergency."

Drew rolled his eyes, "Oh, fucking Christ! They're shagging!" Cherry gave in a look, "So, I take it you know their little secret too. Drew nodded, "I'm happy fer em. They both deserve love." Cherry looked distant, "Yeah…love." Drew winked at her and smirked, "And ya know us Celtic men. We gotta pleasure the people. Cherry only looked at the sinfully sexy Scottish hunk in front of her. One day, he'd know of her love for him, and she'd know his for her...