She was a complete blank canvas.
I stepped closer and offered my hand.“Rory O’Gallagher.”I flashed a grin at her, wanting to win her over.Fuck, I’d give up a week’s worth of easy pussy for one night with this one here.
The sweet, genuine smile she had on her face when I walked in changed just slightly, but in the direction of cold rather than warm.“I’ve heard of you.”She offered her hand and I tried my damnedest to ignore Conor’s smirk-y chuckle.“Emily Winters.”
I took her hand in mine, trying to ignore the coldness of her smile, but when our hands touched for only the merest of seconds, she slipped her hand from mine and turned back to Conor, promptly dismissing me.
What the actual fuck?
At that moment, I decided that Winters was the perfect surname for her.Not only was her hair the color of winter, but she was just as cold.
From then on, I spent my few moments with her riling her up and she took the opportunities to send subtle jabs my way, things like I “whored myself for money” and that I stole from the poor.
Subtle like that, yeah?
Whatever she’d heard about me had to have been slightly exaggerated.I certainly didn’twhoremyself for money, but I would definitely admit to sleeping around.And I definitely didn’t steal from the poor.Convincing people of where to spend their money was a gift, and it wasn’t my fault that some people didn’t pay attention to their own bottom lines.
I shook my head.I had things to do and sitting here reminiscing about Emily and whatever she thought were my wrong-doings wasn’t going to get my day going.
Thankfully, my cock decided that thinking about Emily wasn’t a good idea and I was able to change comfortably into my favorite pair of Left Field NYC jeans, pairing it with a well-worn Henley shirt.I ran my hand through my unkempt hair, splashed on a dash of cologne because any more and Conor would send me to the showers—the dickwad—and brushed my teeth quickly before heading down to face the firing squad that was my brother.
By the time I got to the office, Emily was standing and smiling for Conor—the ass—and Conor was laughing at something she said.Apparently Conor gave her the news we were giving her a raise.She was due for one and besides, she was a good employee and deserved therefore deserved it.Then he handed her a pair of keys.
I frowned and caught the last part of their conversation, standing just outside the door while neither caught on to my presence.
“—I’ll return it in three hours tops.”
“Don’t worry about it.Keep it for the rest of the school week.My bike is still in the back if Mia needs me for anything today.”
Emily frowned, but not like the frowns she gave me.This was more of a concerned one.“But if Mia needs you for anything, she can’t very well get on the bike!And what about Aiden?”
“You just worry about passing your test, Em.We’ll be fine here.”
She worried on her lip and glanced around the room in what I had learned was her way of trying to come up with an alternative to whatever was being said.Unfortunately, I wasn’t quick enough to pushing away from the door and her eyes locked on to mine.
And yep.There it was.
That quick look of disdain in my direction.
Fighting the urge to roll my eyes and shake my head, I stepped into the room.Even Conor’s open face turned to one of scorn.Fuck, I couldn’t do anything right with anyone today.
“Rory.You’re late.”
“I overslept.I was busy rescuing damsels last night.”I winked in Emily’s direction and earned myself the scowl I knew was coming.
“Emily, you can go,” Conor said kindly to her.“You don’t need to stick around for Rory’s ass-whoopin’.”
Emily laughed—she fuckinglaughed—at Conor before moving around the desk to give my big, burly brother a hug.When she moved to step past me, I turned sideways to allow her through.She turned as well, making sure to leave a fucking-assed huge gap between our bodies.
“Watch out for sleeping bodies on the back stoop!”I yelled after her as she headed toward the back door.Emily didn’t even bother to turn, instead just giving me the bird over her shoulder.
I chuckled and shook my head as I stepped into Conor’s office completely.
“Shut the door.”
Well, then.Conor meant business today.
Fucker couldn’t fire me.I paid for half of this joint, and it was my fucking ingenuity that kept patrons coming in the doorsandour asses above the red line.
