Rory too.
Over the last eighteen months, not once did he approach me about furthering this…thing…we had between us, and if he was continuing with his sexual endeavors the way he had before our little office party, he’d become incredibly secretive of it.
He was in the pub more often, doing more of the day-to-day tasks while Conor took over much of the bookkeeping.With two babies at home under three, Conor and Mia had their hands full.
Rumor had it Rory was also doing more one-on-one coaching with his clientele.
I suppose it wasn’t so much of a rumor, as I saw him spending time at the beach helping a heavier woman with exercises she could easily do without equipment or a gym.
I was proud of who he was becoming.
But that was now all in my past.
O’Gallaghers, and its people, was now a piece of my history and I was moving on to the next phase of my life.
Nursing anesthesia school was no joke, and I was fully prepared to study my ass off.Between work and studying, I would have little time for a social life, but that was something I was used to.
I was coming home from my first day of classes, folders and papers and syllabi in hand, completely prepared to get a head start on studying.It would be another year or so until I received my clinical experience, but I wanted to be absolutely sure I knew the science behind everything I was going to learn.
I parked my car in the driveway of the house I was renting and was a little concerned that there was a car parked along the street that I didn’t recognize.
But then again, I was new to town and didn’t recognize many of the cars in the neighborhood yet.
After parking my car in the garage, I stepped out, shouldering my backpack, and was rounding the end of the car to head inside when a tall shadow fell into my garage.
With a startled yelp, I put my hand to my chest and turned, hoping to God it was just a friendly neighbor and not some psycho out to get the new neighbor.
I maybe watched a scary movie last night.
In my dark house.
With minimal furniture.
I don’t know what I’d been thinking, either.
“You startled me,” I said to the faceless stranger, only to gasp aloud when the person moved from the shadows, showing his face.
Rory
I spent a lot of time giving Emily her space.
And in that time—eighteen months, to be exact—my hand and arm got a little sore because that was the only action my cock was getting.
I was hell bent on proving to her that I could be a good guy, a guy she could believe in, and hell, a fucking grown up.
I certainly proved it to Conor, who gave me more responsibilities at the bar because he trusted I would run the bar as he would.And because of that, I felt like shit when I gave him the news.
I had one last person to prove myself to, and I hoped to fucking God she would be as understanding, as open, as Con had been.
Emily left O’Gallaghers a year ago.She stopped in on occasion, but she no longer worked for us.And then she moved.
She fucking moved, and I felt that shit.
I knew that I was hung up on her, knew it the week I begged her to dinner.But her moving did things to me.
Sure, it was only a few states and only a five hour drive, but I wanted her close.
Shit, that made me sound like the insensitive ass she accused me of being earlier last year.
