“Yeah, with a couple bars in either direction and therefore, shady as shit people.How long have you not had a car?”
“A year,” I grumbled.
“You’ve worked for us for a year.”His voice was eerily calm, as if he was working up a good mad.
I turned my head, avoiding his gaze.Yep, that’s right, Rory O’Gallagher.
“You mean to tell me.You have walked here and back.At least four times a week.For a fuckingyear?”
I snaked my arms between us so I could cross them under my chest, and tilted my head to the side, sighing heavily.“Rory, I have places to go and things to do, so let’s not continue this.You don’t really care anyway.Thank you for the place to sleep, even though I wish you would have just woken me up.I’m sorry for…anything I may have done in my sleep.”My words came out cold, but that seemed to be my only temperature where Rory was concerned.I thought back to the erection my leg brushed against and I felt my face flush.
Maybe there was some intermixing heat in there, too.
My eyes quickly glanced down to be sure he wasn’t up any longer.That would be so, so awkward right now.
But.
Nope.
Oh my God.Oh my God, Rory had a boner and he was talking to me while almost holding me up against the door and it was much too late in the game to be considered morning wood any longer.
Oh.My.God.
There was a new panic stirring in me, fighting over the panic of the fact my future was about to go down the drain incredibly fast because I was going to fail my class.
“Oh that?”Rory chuckled, this time his own voice cold, before looking down and grabbing himself.I fought against the gasp.
“Natural, baby.”He squeezed himself and let out a groan, biting his lip.His eyelids dropped, his gaze heavy, as he kept his eyes locked on mine.
He was so…so…crude.
I turned and pushed against him to try and get the door open, my butt pushing back into him.I nearly jumped out of my skin with the feel of his hardness against me.
Finally, he stepped back and I swung the door open, scrambling down the stairs without looking back.
Rory
I chuckled to myself as Emily ran down the stairs, her messy white blonde hair billowing behind her as she made her hasty exit.
When she reached the bottom, she glanced back up the stairs and caught me watching her.Her face scrunched up in a disgusted frown, her brows drawn together—her lips puckered angrily, too—and she pushed through the door to the kitchen.
God, she was so fucking easy to get going.
I stepped back into the apartment and closed the door, needing to put on clothes before meeting Emily and Conor downstairs.I made my way back to the bedroom and glanced at my bed, remembering the feel of Emily, all soft and warm, next to me.The room smelled like sex and I found myself kind of wishing it had been Emily earlier in the night, instead of Cute Halter Girl.
I started my night with a boner and one cute girl, and ended the sleeping hours even harder, with Emily’s snark and sass filling my head.She was so cold all the time, that just once I wanted to feel her,seeher, all hot and bothered.
By this time, I knew that Emily would have entered Conor’s office.He was bound to ask her about her attire.Emily was the type who was always made up.When she wasn’t in her ass-hugging jeans or sexy short-shorts with an O’Gallagher’s shirt, she was in a sundress or nice jeans with an even nicer top.Her hair was always done and her face always made up.
Conor would probably be shocked to see her in her after-work clothes, messy-assed hair, and makeup smeared face.
He’d ask her about it.She wouldn’t lie.I didn’t think the girl knew how to lie, she was that fucking pure and genuine.
Which made her obvious distaste of me so incredibly true and real.From the moment I met her, I knew she didn’t like me.
“Rory, this is Emily,” Conor said from his desk as I stepped into the back office prior to a shift.I preferred to do more of the behind-the-scenes marketing aspects of running the pub, butlately I was working behind the bar more than usual.“I hired her to fill some of the holes on the floor and she’ll likely do some closings, too.”Sitting across from Conor was a gorgeous blonde with clear blue eyes, eyes I could probably find myself lost in.Her hair was down and over a shoulder, showing off its thickness while the light played off the light blonde hues, making it appear almost white.
In my quick perusal, I didn’t notice any tattoos, no necklaces, no bracelets.She did wear a pair of simple diamond-like studs in her ears, but other than that…
