‘Jesus, there was me thinking I’d got away with that.’
‘Darren hasn’t got good sea legs either. Star told him to chew raw ginger. He finds it so vile, it stops him thinking about being ill.’
‘She has all the remedies, that one.’ Conor nodded. ‘But I’ll try that, for certain.’
‘Yeah, watch her, she’ll be putting a love spell on you next.’
‘Here’s hoping.’ Conor pulled his hat down over his ears causing curls to spill out in a funny shape. ‘Sunday, you say. I may have a commitment tomorrow, shite.’
‘Tomorrow is fine. Daz has promised me he’ll be here.’
‘Grand.’
Billy reached inside his money bag and pulled out five crisp ten-pound notes. ‘Here’s a nifty as an advance. I pay every Friday straight into your bank account and at that point I’ll deduct this. I just need all your details.’
‘What a man! Can I be a pain and ask you for cash instead of using my account? I could do without my overdraft sucking it all up.’
‘Course. Why don’t you just invoice me, then you can sort your own tax out, be self-employed. That would help me out too. Less paperwork, although I’ll do my part with the insurance and so on, so you’re looked after.’
‘If you’re sure. Ah, this is just the best thing to happen. I can’t thank you enough.’ Conor put the black leather money belt that Billy had handed him over his shoulder. ‘Actually,whilst I remember, take a tenner back as I owe your Kara for some flowers. Tell her it’s for Star’s bunch, will you?’
Billy nodded, took the money, and went to get theHappy Harton its way.
Conor jumped on board and was just pulling on his gloves when he heard his phone beep in a text.
Your persistence has won over my resistance. Oscar would be delighted, I’m sure. See you tomorrow.She had signed off with the icon of a star and x.
A new job, a new home, and a date with the most beautiful woman that had crossed his path for a long time. Conor Brady began to whistle while he worked.
