Page 68 of An Irish Kiss
“Any time?”Rory asked softly.
“Any time.”He held out his arms and she stepped right in.“Good morning.”
She snuggled closer.“It really is now.”
“Did you sleep okay?”
“Eventually.There was a lot to think about after yesterday.”
“I know exactly what you mean.”
She eased away.“I might’ve spoken to Aisling about it.”
He nodded.“She might’ve let me know that this morning.”
“Of course she did.”She shook her head.
“Hey, I didn’t mind, because she seemed pretty okay with it.Which made such a huge contrast to last night that I had to come and find you and tell you.”
“You did, did you?”
Mary’s conversation on the phone continued.They had a bit more time.
“I spoke to my grandma last night.”
“How is she?”
“Doing okay.She’s excited to meet you.”
“She is?”
“Well, I might’ve not mentioned your last name.”
“Well, we’ll see how excited she is when she knows that.”
“I showed her a photo.She said you’re pretty.”
“Oh.”
“She likes your hair.”He fingered a curl that had come loose from her ponytail.“I do too.”
She was blushing again.“So, any luck with finding new accommodation?”
“I’ve got a room at the pub.Not that I plan on being there much today.”
“No?Where do you plan to be?”
He figured sayinganywhere you aremight sound a little creepy.So he settled for “I wondered about checking out more of the books here.”
“Did you now?”
“Then maybe having lunch with a pretty redhead I know.”
Her lips curved.
“Then maybe seeing if I could visit her at this hotel I know, then seeing if she was free for dinner.”
“I’m sure all of that can be arranged.”
