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“Oh, I love Fiona. I love that store of hers. My husband bought me a set of candles from there a few years ago for Christmas. I have a thing for candles.”
“She has some beautiful ones.”
“Yes.” Lydia looked at the door when the bell chimed, and a big grin lit up her beautiful face.
Siobhan glanced over her shoulder to see a very handsome man enter. He smiled when he saw Lydia, walked to her, kissed her lips, and sat on the stool beside her.
“Colson, this is Siobhan O’Brien. She moved here recently. Siobhan, this is my husband, Dr. Colson Griffin.”
“It’s nice to meet you. What type of doctor?”
“Veterinarian. It’s nice to meet you too, Siobhan.”
Connie set her lunch on the counter and took Lydia and Colson’s orders. Siobhan mentally shook her head. Not every man she’d seen or met was drop-dead gorgeous, but a good bit of them were. She sighed. None appealed to her more than Liam Flynn did, though.
She picked up her fork and dug into her omelet. It was time to get over him.
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Liam woke up and swore when he saw the sun streaming through the windows.
“Damn it.”
Tossing off the sheet, he entered the bathroom and quickly showered. Once dressed, he ran downstairs and strode into the kitchen to see his mother standing at the sink.
“Mom,” Liam chastised.
“It wasn’t me this time,” she said.
“Liam, come to my office,” his father said from the kitchen doorway.
“I have to get to work—”
“Did I ask, Liam?”
“No, sir.” He watched his father turn and walk off. His bootheels clacked along the hallway. Liam looked at his mother, but she shrugged.
Taking a deep breath, he followed his father to his office and entered the room.
“Close the door, son.”
“Yes, sir.” Liam shoved it closed, then stood in front of the desk.
“Take a seat.”
“I’ll stand.”
“We’re going to talk. Sit the hell down. Now.”
Liam sighed, sat in one of the wingback chairs, and stared at his father. When he didn’t speak, Liam raised his eyebrow.
“I want you to take a week off—”
Liam shot to his feet. “No. I can’t. There is too much going on.”
“Do you think you have a say in this, Liam? You’re the manager here, but I am still the owner, and until I’m not, you will take orders from me. Look, son, you have been running around like a chicken with its head cut off since you and Monica broke up.” He held his hand up when Liam opened his mouth to speak. “It’s none of my business what’s going on with you two, but this ranchismy business, and I will not have you so exhausted that you can barely stand. You will take this vacation, and if you’re still tired when you come back, I’ll make your ass take another one. Are we clear?”
“Yes, sir,” he muttered as he sat back down.
