Page 58 of An Irish Kiss
“Yes, Miss Aisling.”
She grimaced.“And don’t call me that.”
“Can I call you Ash?”
“No.”
“Okay, then.”
“If you and my sister were to get involved then you could, but because you’re not, then you can’t.Comprende?”
“Yes, Ash.Linn,” he quickly added, as Aisling’s head whipped to face him.
Rory turned so her sister couldn’t read her face.“So I guess that means you’ll need to find accommodation for tomorrow night.”
“I guess I will.”
“Would you like me to make some calls?”
“It’s late.I’ll do it tomorrow.And if I have to go further afield, then that’s okay.”
“Okay.”She glanced at her sister who was still watching them.“Have you locked up?”
“I was just about to.”
“Well, I’ll do it.I’ll be up in a minute.”
“You will?”
“I’ll be there soon,” she promised.
Aidan’s mouth curved, then flattened as Aisling turned to him.“Yes?”
“When I said before ‘don’t do anything that I would do’ I hope you know I meant it.”
He dipped his chin, hands in his pockets, waiting.
Aisling studied Rory, then shook her head.“I can’t believe you.”
“Can’t believe I’ll be up soon?”
“You know what I mean.”
“Good night Ash,” Rory said firmly.
Aisling huffed and turned on her heel.Rory bit back a smile, waiting until her sister had fully ascended the stairs.Then she finally turned to him.“I’m so sorry about that.”
“You have nothing to apologise for.It’s nice that your sister cares.”
“I think she cares a little too much.”
He drew closer, picked up her hand.“She just doesn’t want to see you get hurt.”He placed her hand around his waist, and she took that as an invitation to place the other around him too.
“Do you think she really did mean there isn’t more accommodation or would she have said that to get me out of the way?”
She wouldn’t put it past her.“I’ll check.”
“In a minute.This is nice.”
