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Chapter 12

Sophie

I wake up the next morning to find the spot next to me is empty again, and I feel so stupid. I thought we had shared something after we came to bed, but he has left me alone again. As I am about to get out of bed to grab a shower the bedroom door opens, in walks a shirtless Cahill carrying a tray filled with fruit and pancakes and two teas.

“Good morning, doll,” he says so huskily that I want to throw the tray away and just jump him. I keep my head down because I’m blushing like an idiot.

“Morning,” I whisper back. I wanted him here but now that he is I want him away, I’m confused.

“I brought us breakfast. I am taking today off to spend it with you and get to know you better,” he informs me with a wink.

Does he mean more sex? I am not sure. I don’t think I am brave anymore. I am not sure what came over me last night. Probably reading way too many books and drinking Buckie didn’t help. I climb back into bed and grab the tray to allow Cahill to get back into bed.

“What would you like to know?” I ask as I pop a piece of strawberry into my mouth. Jones did well this morning.

“What you did back in Muff? More about your mother? And Father? Your job as a dental nurse?”

“I was part of the Muff Diving Club, and yes, it is real, and sounds dirty but there isn’t much else to do in Muff. Well, besides read loads of books. I moved to the city as fast as possible, even to Mam’s disapproval but she will get over it. My mother is from Belfast. When she found out she was having me she moved to Muff. Her family call down every so often but not much else to tell. My father, I don’t know who he is, where he is, or anything about him. I used to ask when I was a child, but Mam would skim over it and never actually answer my questions. I used to think she still spoke to him because I could hear her on the phone late at night telling this person everything we did. But when I asked, she told me it was granny she was talking to. I gave up. I have never received a card or gift from my father. He could be dead. My granddad sent money to help with me when I was growing up, though, now I get it in my account, but I send it back to mam. I have my own job now. I don’t need it, not sure what she does with it, but it makes me feel better giving it to her. Work is work. I completed a course in dental nursing. Some days I love it, other days I don’t. That’s life and work, I guess. Anything else?”

He laughs. “Think you covered everything. I was hoping this would take all day, just not over breakfast.”

We finish up breakfast talking about the diving club, he laughs so hard at the name. I promise to order him a Muff diving t-shirt, I am sure Ruairi would love one too. We have a lazy morning in bed eating and talking. I’m actually enjoying it. I like this side of Cahill. He takes the dishes down and I run to my room to grab a shower and change. I put a little effort in today with one of my skirts, an oversized top, hair tied up, a little make-up, contacts in, and converse sneakers on my feet. I head downstairs to sit on the sofa to do some courses for work to keep on top of my training. It's called CPD hours, I need to complete ten hours a year. I am in the middle of one course when Cahill walks in. “You look busy, doll. Anything I can help with?”

“I don’t think you will know much about teeth. But thanks for the offer. I am finishing up. Is there something you want me to do?”

“Mm, there is loads of things I can think of doing and they all involve you in my bed, or you on your back with your legs spread wide.” He winks at me, and I blush. “But first I want to walk around the gardens. Join me.” It’s not a question, but a command. I leave the course I was doing and walk toward him. He has the biggest smile on his face.

“You’re a natural, Sophie.” I have no idea what he is talking about, but I just walk beside him. We walk over the grass in silence. It's so sunny outside and the heat is gorgeous, I wish I thought to bring my hat with me but hey-ho.

“You have never met your dad?” Cahill asks, while we walk.

“No. I don’t know his name, where he was from, age, nothing.”

“And are you cool with it?”

“I don’t know any different, so yeah. My mam was amazing, still is, so I am ok. I could have walked past him one hundred times and would never have known. What about your father?” I try to change the subject.

“He was hard, tough, knocked me about a bit but it was to toughen me up. He was an amazing father to my sister Aoife but just hard on me. I am a man, and I was always meant to take over his lead when the time came. It came quicker than we both expected but I was ready. My ma is a tough cookie but has a big heart. She would love you. Maybe soon you could meet her and my sister. Would you like that?” I don’t know if I would like that? Is he making us more serious?

“Yeah, that would be nice. But we will see because in a few weeks I will be back home, and at work, and stuff might get in the way. So, we will make no promises,”

I say with my biggest smile.

His eyes go dark, and he curls his hands into fists. “We will see about that,” I swear I heard him mumble.

“Cahill! What did I do wrong? I am just being honest.”

“And I said we will see about that, Sophie. I am not so sure you will be leaving. I have got a taste for you, and I am not sure I can let you go. So, we will see. Just being honest, doll,” he says that sentence sarcastically. I don’t like the turn in this conversation.

“Why were you asking about my father so much? Do you know something?” I ask curiously. Do I want to know anything about my father?

“I don’t know anything, yet. It’s nothing to worry about.”

Well, that’s just great. Now I am worried. Stupid men, think they can say don’t worry and us women will just stop thinking. Idiot. I keep my head down and walk. I am lost in my thoughts when Cahill grabs my wrist, spins me around, and pushes me up against a tree, with his other hand on the back on my head. He leans in and kisses me, hard, holding me in place. I am super glad I have a skirt on.

“Stop thinking, Sophie. Just feel,” he whispers against my lips.

I haven’t thought about anything besides him being inside me since he started kissing me. I push my hips closer to him to help make him realize I want him. His hand on my hip leaves to pull up my skirt, his other hand lets go of my head and travels up the inside of my leg. He has me moaning and I bite his lip.

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