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“We’re almost there, but thanks, mate.” Adam nodded at the driver. “Next time.”
“I miss my horse,” I said under my breath as we turned away, not sure if I wanted him to hear me.
“Good thing we’re riding this weekend.” He stopped at a building with white-painted bricks. It was at least three or four stories tall and slanted into a pyramid at the top.
He pulled open the door and stepped back, allowing me entrance. “Guinness has one of the best panoramic views of the city, but this place is more secluded.”
“Let me guess. Less touristy?”
“Aye.”
I entered the pub and looked around. The scattered high-top tables were filled with people, and the air was filled with the sounds of Irish music, chatter, and people laughing.
It didn’t seem all that secluded.
Adam touched the small of my back. “Come on.” We wove through the army of tables to the back of the pub.
“Where are we going?” I looked at the set of stairs, which appeared to spiral up several flights.
“You’ll see.”
Of course. What else did I expect?
We walked up the steps and stopped outside a painted red door. Adam pushed it open, and a cool breeze greeted my skin.
We stepped out onto an empty deck, and I glanced over at the railing, which was lined with twinkling green lights. How very Dublin.
“There’s no bar up here, and Dubliners are too damn lazy to go down a few flights of stairs every time they need a pint. So,” he showed his palms, “the place is usually perfect for thinking.”
“Plus, the view is spectacular.” I approached the corner of the deck where it met a brick wall and looked down at the busy street.
When I turned around, he was inches away, surprising me. I rubbed my arms, which had his brow furrowing, his eyes darting to my hands.
“You cold?”
It did feel a few degrees colder up here. Plus, it was getting late, so the temperature had probably dropped. “Yeah. I guess I need to buy a thicker jacket soon.”
“Wear mine.”
“No.” I shook my head, but he was already trying to put it on me. “Fine,” I agreed, instantly feeling warmer from the leather that had been filled with his heat. The jacket smelled like his cologne, which had a hint of citrus and fresh pine.
I stared at his corded forearms as he shoved his hands into his jeans pockets. He was only in a T-shirt, and I felt like an ass for allowing him to go cold for me. “You have to take this back.”
“Absolutely not.”
“Then we’re out here for five minutes, and that’s it.”
“Stubborn woman, aren’t ya?”
I looked back out at the lights of the city, not able to look at him without focusing on his lips—remembering the kiss.
I still had a hard time believing where I was. I’d never left Kentucky, and now I was standing next to a billionaire on a deck beneath the starlit sky in Ireland.
Maybe dreams can come true, I thought as I stole a glimpse of Adam over my shoulder.
He rested his forearms on the railing and looked at me over his shoulder, our eyes meeting.
“Will you be taking the train with the group to the horse farm, or will you be coming in one of your ultra-fast toys?” I smiled at him. “Or maybe a helicopter?” It was impossible to exist in the office and not hear gossip about Adam, especially his love of shiny and fast toys.
