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“It will be,” he assures me.
“Excuse me?” The voice of a fucking angel breaks into our conversation and for once in my life I don’t mind being interrupted at all.
My head snaps up and I’m looking at the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. She has luscious brown hair, it’s thick and would look too fucking good wrapped around my fist. It would be so easy to do with the ponytail her hair is in. Her green eyes are big and round while she takes me in. I almost groan at the way she licks her bottom lip which is pink and plump. Perfect for me to nip at as I make her moan my name.
Who the fuck is this woman? The longer I look at her, the more I can see. Like she’s wearing a pub t-shirt, the same uniform everyone wears who works here. She fucking works here? Have I been out of my own fucking pub long enough for a new person to be hired?
I can’t seem to tear my eyes away from the woman in front of me and I’m having a problem processing what is happening. Possessiveness, primal and fierce, grows in my chest. I want to put my hands all over this woman and then claim her as my own. I’ll never let anyone else touch her.
The way she fidgets under my gaze has me curious, but it also has alarm bells going off in my head. Is she afraid of me? If she knows who I am, it’s probably not the worst idea. Except I’ll never harm her, nor will I ever let anyone else. Not anymore. I’ll stand in front of an army to make sure she’s safe.
What the fuck is going on with me?
I watch the woman in front of me swallow hard before she squares her shoulders and takes a deep breath like she’s looking for strength. It’s breathtaking.
Her voice is soft and lyrical, “Is there something I can get you, Mr. McCarthy?”
“Roisin,” Conor’s voice cuts through the fog and I find myself glaring at the man I consider the closest thing I have to a brother, “we’ll both have Hammond Whiskey on the rocks. Sean knows which one we want.”
She nods and tucks the few strands of hair which have come loose from her ponytail behind her ears. When she glances at me and gives me a small smile, I fucking melt. Yet, there’s something…off. I can’t put my finger on it, but I’m going to figure it out even as I make this woman mine.
“I get the feeling this is a regular order, and I should know it already,” her tone holds a hint of embarrassment while her cheeks pink as she blushes.
“If it means I get the chance to spend a few minutes with you,mo rós beag, I don’t mind no one told you our standing order,” my voice is deep, deeper than it normally is.
Even though she tries to hide it, I watch as my woman shivers with my words. My cock is painfully hard and pushing against the zipper of the dress pants I’m wearing. I need some relief, but only Roisin will be able to give it to me.
I’ll never look at another woman again.
What the fuck is going on?
I notice Conor smirk out of the corner of my eye, but I can’t look away from the beauty in front of me. She gives me another small smile before scurrying away. I watch as she makes her way across the bar to where Sean has our drinks waiting and gives her a disapproving look.
If he upsets her, he’ll be dealing with me. She simply nods in understanding and I’m sure her perfect lips give him an apology. I guess he’ll need to learn a lesson. He should have done his job and trained her.
She’s gone less than a minute, but it feels like so much longer. I can feel Conor has questions, but I don’t give a fuck. I don’t take my eyes off my woman when she delivers our drinks and gives a small nod before moving away.
When I take a sip, I barely taste it as I watch her, the silence around me allowing me to focus on the only thing that matters—her.
I don’t know if everyone in the pub can feel my interest, but no one gives Roisin a hard time. It’s for the best. I’d rather not spill blood in my own establishment.
Fuck, she floats through The Irish Rose like she owns the place. It’s enticing and so damn beautiful I can’t look away from her. Even when I hear Conor snicker next to me.
When Sean says something to her from the other side of the bar and points down the hallway leading to the storage room, she flashes him a professional smile and goes to do his bidding. I’m up and out of my seat before I realize what I’m doing.
“Shit. Never thought I’d see the day,” I hear Conor mutter from behind me, but I don’t have time to tell him I feel the same fucking way.
I don’t know what it is about this woman, but I’m going to find out. Is it just her beauty? There’s a sweetness about her I crave.
As I step into the storage room, her back is to me. “Employees only,” she informs me without looking over her shoulder, her voice firm and leaving no room for an argument, at total odds with the way she spoke to me earlier.
“Considering I’m the owner, I think I’m allowed in here.”
Roisin whirls around and bobbles the bottle of liquor in her hand. I reach out and grip her shoulders, pulling her into my chest to make sure she’s stable and doesn’t drop anything. Her large green eyes are wide and surprised as she looks up at me.
While she’s not as short as Saoirse, I still have quite a few inches on her since she’s probably 5’6” and I’m 6’3”. The way her body molds against me, proving to me how perfect her curves are, has me barely restraining myself from kissing her until she begs me to bury my cock inside of her.
“Oh, Mr. McCarthy,” there’s a tremor in her voice, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize it was you.”
