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Chapter Ten

Ryder

When my eyes pop open at six thirty, I realize that my cock is still inside Suzy. At least it is where it belongs. Our twenty-minute break ended up lasting the rest of the night, to my dismay. If I didn’t have to be at work, I would wake her up with my hard cock.

Unfortunately, St. Patrick’s Day is ruining my morning, I think to myself, smiling. As it is my money maker, I will make more today than I will in the next two months. Slipping out of her sweet, sweet pussy and then the bed, I make my way to the shower.

Taking the quickest one known to man, I get ready for the longest and busiest day of the year. Suzy said she’d come down to the bar at eleven and spend the day with me. She’s just in the next room, but I already miss her.

Throwing on a clean On The Shamrocks t-shirt and some jeans, I also put on some sneakers instead of my usual Converse because I will be on my feet all day. After dropping a kiss on Suzy’s forehead, I cover her back up and quietly leave the house. I decide to take the jeep today, because the weather is nice. I know Suzy is catching a ride with Teagan, so we will ride home together after we shut down for the night.

I feel like this place is my second home, since I am here so often. The drive over to the pub is quick and I get there just in time to sign for the tap truck. I feel like this place is my second home, since I am here so often.

“Hey boss.” He says as he turns his bike off.

“Hey Eddie.” I know I am about to sound like a gossip girl right now, but I can’t resist. “So, you and the sheriff, huh?” God, I can almost feel my man card getting physically revoked. Eddie’s grin is pretty huge.

“Uh, yeah. Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course.” I say, but I am hesitant to hear it. I hope he doesn’t need some kind of man seducing techniques. I don’t have any, I barely have woman seducing techniques. Never been gladder that Suzy didn’t really need that.

“Have you ever met someone and instantly knew they were your whole world? I don’t think I am explaining this well, but do you know what I mean?”

Breathing a sigh of relief, I am sure that he doesn’t want to hear anything about me and his sister. I can only give a generic reply, “of course I do, Eddie.” There are many things I could say about us, but I will spare him the details.

He is just standing there smiling, looking off into space. I hope people don’t look at me and see the same lovesick look on my face. Not that I care, but it is a dopey look.

Eventually, he snaps out of it. I chuckle to myself.

“Let’s get to work, yeah? I say. He nods and goes about his business. I am happy for him and I hope they make it. From what Suzy told me, their parents did not handle his coming out well. They seem to be okay now though, so that is good.

As terrible as I find that reaction, I try not to judge anyone. To each their own.

Sometime after we left last night, Rachel and Reese decorated inside and out with a little bit more Irish memorabilia than we usually have on display. There is a lot of glittery shamrocks though, I don’t really like those. It looks like a stripper got lost in here. There are several Irish flags hanging up.

Admittedly, it looks really good. I check the kegs and the outside storage to make sure we have enough cold beer to keep the bar and the truck stocked for the day. At about nine thirty, I finally make my way into the kitchen, where I find my Aunt Lola and my cousins already in here.

“Auntie? What are you doing here?” I question, kissing her cheek. I am genuinely surprised to see her here.

“The girls told me you got engaged last night. Congratulations. Your parents would be so proud of all you have accomplished. Anywho, I didn’t expect you to be in so early. We thought we would come in and start the cooking.” Her accent is still thick as are my cousin’s. She was my mother’s sister. They only moved here about ten years ago from Galway, when my uncle passed away.

My mom came to Texas for college about thirty-one years ago and never left. She met my dad the first day of classes. It was one of those love stories you see in movies, or so I’ve been told.

Lola is mixing the batter for the Scotch eggs. Those are basically hard-boiled eggs, wrapped in sausage and bread crumbs, then deep fried. Those sell out pretty quickly. I had planned on doubling the recipe this year and judging from the amount of sausage in the giant metal bowl, Lola has the same idea. Reese is making her famous Shepherd’s Pie and Rachel has just started the first corned beef. I typically make three large cuts. When the meat is almost done, she’ll start the cabbage. There is nothing like the taste of corned beef and cabbage. It’s salty, slightly sour, and amazing.

“Thank you, guys. I really appreciate this.” I say as I move further into the kitchen. While I am prepping the fryer, Verity breezes into the kitchen. She usually helps out, but her exams for this semester start Monday. I am surprised she is here actually, but she just digs in with rolling the Scotch eggs.

While this is one of those most drunken days of the year, I don’t get to spend it drinking. Once the food prep is done, my day is spent catering to the festive drunks. I had expected Suzy to just come in and hang out, but she comes in ready to work.

I love seeing her in my clothes, but she altered one of my bar shirts by doing up some kind of fringes down the side and making it into a V-neck. She is showing a little more cleavage than I would like, but only because those are for my eyes only.

Without thinking, I almost go to her, I can’t help that my caveman tendencies have come out in full force since I met her. The food sells out around five pm and then the hardcore drinking begins. Suzy is running around like a crazy person, from table to table, checking on her customers. Several times I have had to keep my jealousy in check.

For the most part, it’s just too busy inside the bar to keep up with anyone else though. Before I know it the day has flown by and it’s finally last call.

Once the last patron has left in their Uber, I start dividing the tip jar. I know they get individual tips too. I count out the bills and divide it up and put them in envelopes.

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