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“But if Brennan has a problem with me working at Lucky, I don’t want to push this on him. I hope that you’ll respect his wishes.” Pops didn’t respond, and Errin didn’t like it one bit. “Pops…”
“Imma go to me boyo downstairs and grab me some lunch. Can I tell him to make somethin’ for ye?”
“Yes, please. What are you having?” she asked.
“Full Irish, lass.”
She laughed as that had to be the most stereotype dish for him to choose, as he was the only one around here who talked with a constant full Irish brogue. He quirked a brow and pointed at her.
“Ye can stop laughin’ now, Bunny. Ye obviouslyhadn’t had the Full Irish from me Emmy yet. She makes a mean fried eggs and sausage, I’ll tell ye. It drags me out of me house for a reason.”
“Is Emmy in today? Yes! Could you ask her to make me the usual?” Errin chortled as Pops quirked his brow.
“And what might me granddaughter be making for ye then?”
Pops’ granddaughter Emmy, Brennan’s cousin, started working as a chef for Lucky a few months ago and she and Errin directly hit it off. The stunning brunette gave back as good as Errin and she made a mean barmbrack.
“Toasted barmbrack, butter, the whole works, mmm.” Errin’s belly chose that moment to let out a growl, making them both laugh.
“Don’t know where she got her talent from. Me daughter Shauni sure can’t cook for her life.”
“Did you teach Shauni?” Errin laughed.
“Pssht.” The burly man dismissed the thought of him being a crummy cook.
“I’ve taught all me lads to cook a nice supper. But I’ll tell ye, I have one daughter, and she burns down the house if you’d let her near a stove.” He shook his head.
“How many kids do you have, Pops?”
Pops shifted on the poor stool that protested under his weight. The topic at hand made his features less grumpy as a hint of a smile tugged his lips.
“So, I’ve got one lass,” he counted on his thick fingers, “Shauni. She has one son and five daughters. One of ‘em is Emmy.” He smirked as he said, “Ye know Sean Jr. of course,Brennan’s dad.”
He held up three fingers. “Then there’s me son, Niall. He also lives in Austin. Has six kids and two of them work with him for his construction company. Ye’ll meet them soon, they’ll work with Brennan to fix up Lucky for us.”
He chuckled as he added finger four and five. “And then I’ve got another two lads, living up in the mountains in Colorado.”
“No way! You and Mrs. Mills sure liked to get around, eh?” Errin waggled her eyebrows.
“Ain’t tellin’ yer nosy arse nothin’ ‘bout that,”he murmured, unsuccessfully masking the twinkle in his eyes.
Errin chuckled, putting her hands up in the air.
“But I know what ye mean, lass. I’ve got me so many grandchildren. I think it’s best if you take Brennan from me hands. And make it quick, will ye?” He winked at her.
She snorted and rolled her eyes.
“Brennan brought Emmy into the business and I’ll tell ye, it’s been his first decision for Lucky, but it will be one of the best,” Pops said. “Emmy sure makes our hungry crowd happy. Imma tell her hi from ye and have Brennan bring something up.”
“Thanks, Pops.”
Pops left her to go down to the pub, and Errin hopped her way over to the bathroom. After doing her business, she used Brennan’s toothbrush when there weren’t any spares.
She spit out the toothpaste in the sink and let it wash away down the drain. She looked up in the mirror and met Brennan’s heated stare.
He leaned against the bathroom door with his legs crossed at his ankles and his muscular arms folded in front of his broad chest. He’d put on a black ‘The Lucky Irishman Pub’ T-shirt and his black faded jeans clung to his tree trunk thighs.
She held her tongue—for once and stood motionless. She was gauging his mood as his nostrils flared and his stare made his green eyes blaze with fire. If she were a dutiful girl, she wouldn’t poke the bear right now. But because she was Errin Walsh, she would do just that.
