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She scoffs. "Why are ya so vulgar?"
"Am I?"
"Yea, ya are," she claims.
I shrug. "I guess I'm your vulgar husband."
She mutters, "Lucky me." She pops a piece of sea urchin in her mouth.
I take a few bites of several dishes and finish my drink.
Carter reappears, asking, "Another beer, Mr. O'Connor?"
"No. I'm good for now," I tell him.
"Very well, then."
He leaves again, and Maeve picks up the ume shiso. "This is interesting looking."
"Try it," I urge.
She does, and the same satisfied expression appears. I sling my arm around her back and kiss the top of her head.
She opens her eyes.
I blurt out, "Ya really are gorgeous, lass."
"Yea?" she asks, as if she doesn't believe me.
"Aye. You're hot as shit. But ya already know that. Don't act like ya don't," I tease.
She smirks. "Unlike ya, I don't have a big ego."
"That's the truth, sunshine," I admit.
Carter appears, beaming. "Looks like you finished the final courses. Are you ready for dessert?"
I stare at the empty plates, replying, "Bring it. What is it today, mate?"
He chirps, "Seasonal fruit with sobacha tea."
"I don't really care about the tea. I'll take the fruit. I'm sure Maeve will have the tea though. She loves it. Don't ya, sunshine?"
She beams. "Yea, I do. I'm Irish. Unlike ya, who's not really Irish, are ya?"
I pretend to stab my heart. "What's with the insults? Are ya trying to break my heart and kill me with your words?"
"I'm not trying to kill ya, babes," she says, once again using her fake, sickly-sweet tone, then bats her eyelashes.
My dick hardens. This is the Maeve I know and love.
Love?
Why the fuck am I using that word?
I don't love her. I barely know her. Plus, I've never loved anyone.
Jesus, I've got to get these thoughts out of my head, I reprimand myself.
