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“Most probably I would.” She took the mug when he held it out, sipped the tea to give herself time to think. He was offering her something she’d always wanted. To travel in style. To see London, and not to see it alone.
He would expect sex, naturally. But then, so would she. What point was there pretending to be coy about something they both knew was bound to happen anyway?
“When do you go?”
“I’m flexible.”
She let out a short laugh. “No, that you are not. But if your schedule is, I might be able to work it out. I need to speak with Aidan and arrange for a replacement. He won’t be pleased with me, but I can get ’round him.”
“I’m sure you can. Let me know what days work for you, and I’ll take care of the rest.”
That practiced feline smile was back. “Oh, I like that. Having a man take care of the rest. You run along now.” She rose, then deliberately trailed her fingers over his jaw. “I’ll get back to you when I can.”
He caught her wrist, his grip just hard enough to show her he was serious. “You won’t play me, Darcy. I’m not like the others.”
She stood where she was as he released her, as he walked out and shut the door. Yes, indeed, she could agree with that. He wasn’t anything like anyone she’d known. And wasn’t it going to be interesting to find out just what and who he was?
“You’ve had your holiday.”
She’d wanted to catch Aidan at home rather than wait for him to come into the pub. She’d had to rush to manage it, and was pleased to find him finishing up his breakfast. His first response was exactly what she’d expected and didn’t discourage her in the least.
“I know, and a lovely one it was.” All cheer, she topped off his tea. Then snuck Finn a corner of toast under the table. “Just as I know it’s a lot to ask of you so soon after, but this is an opportunity I don’t want to miss. You’ve traveled, Aidan.”
She kept her voice soft and sweet. It was the tack she’d decided on. Just as effective would have been demands, curses, and tempers, but she was certain that this tone would work more quickly.
“You’ve already seen so much and been so many places. You know what it is to yearn for that. It’s in our blood.”
“So’s the pub, and high season’s starting.” He added more jam to his bread. Finn, knowing the routine, shifted so Aidan could sneak him a bite in turn. “I can’t have Jude filling in for you now when she’s only weeks till term.”
“I wouldn’t think of it. If I see her carrying a tray I’ll knock you upside the head with it.”
Because he knew the sentiment, and the threat, were completely sincere, Aidan sighed. “Darcy, I count on you to keep the service running smooth.”
“I know, and that’s what I do, day in and day out. I’ve worked with Sinead, though there were times I wanted to bash the girl’s brains on the bar. She’s improved considerable over the last couple weeks.”
“She has.” But Aidan continued to brood over his breakfast.
“I was going to ask Betsy Clooney if she’d do me the favor of covering for me, for the two days. She’s worked the pub before, and she knows the routine.”
“Christ, Darcy, Betsy’s got herself a brood of kids now. She hasn’t worked the pub for ten years.”
“It hasn’t changed overmuch, and I’ll wager Betsy’d enjoy it. She’s reliable, Adian, as you know.”
“She is, but—”
“And there’s another thing I wanted to put to you. Young Alice Mae could use a summer job.”
“Alice Mae?” Aidan stopped brooding to goggle. “She’s barely fifteen.”
“And all three of us were working before that, without harm. Brenna mentioned her baby sister wanted to earn some spending money. I’d like to give her a chance. She’s a bright girl, and being an O’Toole she’ll work hard. I’d start her on the one shift, the midday. Today, so I can have her trained before I leave for London.”
“Christ, she was in nappies yesterday.”
“Getting old, aren’t you?” She rose just long enough to kiss his cheek. “I want to go, Aidan, and I’ll see the service is handled smooth while I’m gone.”
“Was a time only Gallaghers worked Gallagher’s. But for Brenna now and again, but that was practically the same thing.”
“We can’t stay with that.” And because she understood some of the sentiment, even a twinge of the regret, she rose again and standing behind him, wrapped her arms around his neck. “We’ve already made the changes. I guess we started when Ma and Dad moved to Boston. We’ll be bigger now, but we’ll still be Gallagher’s.”
“Aye, and it’s what I want for us. Still, there are moments I remember and wonder if I’ve done right.”
“You’re the worrier, and bless you for it. Of course you’ve done right. Well and right, Aidan, by Gallagher’s and all of us. I’m proud of you.”
He lifted a hand, patted hers, sliding a bit of bacon to Finn with the other. “Now you’re trying to get ’round me that way.”
“I would if I’d thought of it.” She gave him a last squeeze. “I need to go. I need to see.”
He knew how it was, precisely. The deep, churning need to go and to see. He’d taken five years to work it out of his system. She was asking for two days.
But . . .
“I’m going to say it out plain. I don’t care for the notion of you going off with Magee.”
Darcy rounded her eyes, pursed her lips. When Jude came in at that moment, she decided it was perfect timing and turned to her sister-in-law. “Did you hear that?”
“No, I’m sorry. What?”
“Aidan’s taken a sudden and avid interest in my sex life.”
“I’ve not. Damn it.” He wasn’t easily fuddled, but she’d managed it. “I didn’t say anything about sex.” He hissed out a breath when Darcy only stared at him. “I implied it,” he said with some dignity.
“Oh, implied, is it?”
“I think I’ll go back upstairs,” Jude began.
“No, you don’t.” Darcy waved her to a
chair. Finn immediately bellied over, prepared for the next covert treat. “Sit down, for this should be interesting. Your husband here, my darling brother, is implying that he disapproves of my having sex with Magee.”
“Christ Jesus.” Aidan put his head in his hands. “I’ll go upstairs.”
“That you won’t. Would you like some tea, Jude, darling?” Without waiting for an answer, Darcy got a cup and poured out. “First we should establish whether your husband, my brother, objects to me having sex altogether or just in this particular case.” She sat again, and her smile was sugar-sweet. “And which would it be, Aidan, my dear?”
“You’re pissing me off.”
“Oh, now, temper, temper.”
“I didn’t say anything about sex. I said I didn’t care for the idea of you going off to London with him.”
“You’re going to London?” Jude asked and decided to relax and have some toast.
“Trevor asked me to accompany him on a short business trip. But it appears Aidan would prefer I had sex with Trevor here rather than there. Is that correct?”
“I don’t want you having sex with him at all, as it’s a tangle.” Frustration pumped through him, causing him to roar it as both women sat quietly staring at him. “And I don’t want to know about it one way or the other.”
“Then I’ll be sure to spare you the details.” She spoke coolly now, which only rattled the sabers of his own temper.
“Mind your step.”
“Mind your own,” she shot back. “My personal life,particularly this area of it, is no one’s business but mine.Trevor and I understand the tangle you’ve referred to and, as sensible people, will be careful enough not to trip up in it.”
Eyes still frosty, she rose. “I’m going to ring up Brenna’s mother and ask about Alice Mae. And I’ll talk to Betsy Clooney as well. The details will be seen to before I go. Good day to you, Jude,” she added, and kissed her sister-in-law on the cheek before she flounced out.
The air hummed in the Gallagher kitchen for several moments, as Jude casually nibbled her toast.
“Well, what have you to say about it?” Aidan demanded.
“Not a thing.”
“Hah.” He stewed, drummed his fingers, scowled. “But you’re thinking of saying something about it.”
She decided to try the jam. “Not really. I think Darcy covered it all.”
“There!” He jabbed an accusing finger. “You’re on her side.”
“Of course.” She smiled now. “So are you.”
He shoved back from the table and began to pace. In sympathy, Finn came out from under the table to pace with him. “She thinks she can handle this, handle him. The girl sees herself as sophisticated and worldly. Christ, Jude, she’s been sheltered all her life. She hasn’t had the time or opportunities to know.”
Jude set her toast aside. “Aidan, some are born knowing.”
“Be that as it may, she’s never come up against a man like Magee. He’s a slick one. I think he’s a good man, an honest one, but slick all the same. I don’t want him using my sister.”
“Is that how you see it?”
“I can’t see it, and that’s the problem. But I know he’s handsome and he’s rich and however much Darcy’s always joked about landing herself just that, he could dazzle her. And dazzled, how can she see where she’s going?”
“Aidan,” Jude said softly, “how can you?”
“I don’t want her hurt.”
