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The bar is busy tonight, it’s been two people deep with some waiting almost an hour to be served. I was so focussed on ensuring we got it down to a steady stream, I didn’t even notice Ronan had entered the bar and was sitting in his usual booth in the back. He hadn’t come up to the bar for a drink, he had just taken a seat and waited. The moment I do realise, my skin prickles, and my senses are on overdrive.
I grab the Jameson off the back wall, along with a clean glass, and head to his table.
His eyes rake over every inch of my body as I make my way to his table. I place the glass on the table and pour around three fingers. I glance at him––there’s a fire in his eyes, and I can’t work out if he’s turned on or mad at me.
He watches my movements but doesn’t say anything. The silence rips at me and I can’t take anymore. “I’m sorry I didn’t turn up last night, something came up that I couldn’t get out of.”
“Hmmm…” Taking a sip of the whiskey, his eyes never leave mine, and I suddenly feel like I’m under scrutiny.
“I should get back… “
I turn to leave with the bottle, but he grabs my wrist and pulls me back.
“Diane can manage for a minute; I want to hear what was so important you had to stand me up.”
“I… erm… nothing… I… it’s… it’s private,” I stutter.
“Tonight.”
“I can’t, Ronan, I’m sorry.”
“I leave Chicago in the morning; I want to spend tonight with you. Please.”
He’s never said please before. “I’ll see what I can do, but I can’t promise anything.”
He gives a me a slight nod of his head and turns back to his drink. I walk away, nerves and excitement bubbling in my stomach at the anticipation of seeing him again tonight, but first, I need to see if Sandra can stay with Maddie. Her temp was down and she seemed herself––if a little tired––after our day at the park.
I don’t make it back to his booth for the rest of the night, but I know he’s sitting there, just watching me––I can feel his eyes on me everywhere I go.
As I’m restocking the bar at the end of the night, I feel the air around me shift. He’s close, and I can sense him before he touches me.
Coming up behind me, his hands slip around my waist––one spread across my stomach as the other slides lower to the waist of my jeans. He runs the tip of his nose behind my ear and down my neck until he reaches my shoulder. He lays a gentle kiss there, the hand on my stomach coming up and pulling my hair away from my neck as he kisses along the back to my other shoulder.
My breathing hitches, and I feel him smirk against my skin. “Let’s go, sweetheart.” He pulls away from me and heads to the door. I turn to see Diane standing at the back entrance with my coat and my bag. She hands them to me as I pass and shakes her head, but there’s no judgement there, she’s smiling. She’s already agreed to go let Sandra go home and watch Maddie until the morning, with the promise I tell her everything.
Chapter 3
Ronan
I’m livid she didn’t show up last night. I’m sure there is a good reason why, not that it matters now. We’ll spend tonight together, then we’ll never see one another again.
I steal glances of her as I drive us back to my hotel. She is gorgeous. I can see her thigh tattoo through the rip in her jeans. I reach over, slipping my fingers in the rip and grip her thigh. I feel her body shiver, and I like that a simple touch has that effect on her.
She turns toward me, biting her lip, and I know exactly what she’s thinking… I shake my head.
“Just hold on a little longer, sweetheart. Not in the mood to fuck you in this car. I have plans for you tonight.”
She giggles, turning back to face the road ahead.
I add a little pressure to the gas pedal and speed up. My body is on fire, I need some release, and I need to be inside this woman.
Less than twenty minutes later, I’m pulling her down the corridor to my hotel room. I’m moving too quickly for her legs to keep up, and stopping briefly, I bend, planting my shoulder at her stomach and lifting her over it. She squeals as I move quickly to the end of the corridor.
“Ronan, put me down, I can walk.”
I smack her arse. “Not quick enough, sweetheart.”
