Page 54 of Her Irish Boss

Selena saved him. “He owns a restaurant.”

“Oh. You should hire Selena. That boss she has now I heard is a real tyrant.”

Brogan slowly turned to Selena, her nose almost shoved in the eggs on her plate. “Is he? Maybe I will have to steal her away.”

Selena drank a glass of water, not coming up for air until it was empty.

He took a bite of his breakfast, enjoying her discomfort for some reason. “What else did she say about her boss?”

“Oh, the usual stuff. He won't make up his mind about her.”

Selena's eyes grew round. “Mimi, I don't remember telling you that.”

“She'd thought about quitting a few times.”

“Quitting?” She’d quit O’Keeley’s?

Selena held up her hand to keep him quiet. He laid his fork down, but she didn't seem to care about him at the moment. “When did I tell you that?”

“Oh, honey, I don't know.” Estella became a little flustered. “Did you not? Sometimes things feel so fuzzy.”

“Yes. I did, Mimi. I—”

“So you were going to quit?”

She cut her eyes at him. “Hold on.” She took Estella's hand, patting it. “It's alright. I do remember telling you that now. Can you eat a little bit more for me?” She pointed atBrogan's plate. “Brogan has eaten all his bacon. You love bacon.”

She smiled. “I do love bacon.” She picked up a piece and began to chew on it.

“I need to talk to you.” He rose, not waiting for a response. Quitting? Why? He needed her in the business. They had that event to put on in a short turnaround. Cathal had mentioned two weeks. He needed her there. With him.

When he realized Selena hadn't followed him, he returned to the kitchen. She sat there, eating her eggs, unaware of the panic rolling inside him.

“Selena?”

She looked up at him. “What?”

“I asked you to come here so we could talk.”

“Asked?” She set her fork down. “I don't remember you asking.”

He ran a hand over his head. Why was she playing these games? “Selena, dear, will youpleasecome into the living room?”

She arched an eyebrow. “No. I'm eating. I personally don't like cold eggs, and I used the last of them to make enough for the three of us.”

He really was an idiot sometimes. His shoulders relaxed. He walked back to the table, dropped a kiss on the top of her head, and sat down. He wasn't used to this, considering someone else's feelings.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, scooping up a forkful of eggs. They ate in silence. Estella didn't seem to notice. After Selena ate her last bite, Brogan rose and took her plate.

Her eyes shot to his. He didn't blame her for doubting his motives. He didn't have any clue how to be in a relationship.

He turned the sink on hot. But the hot water never came on. “Selena, do you not have hot water?”

“Dang. It must be out. I'll go start it again, but you won't have hot water for a while.”

“Have you told the apartment complex about it?”

“Oh, yeah. They jump right on things when I complain.” She held up her hands as she left the room. “Sarcasm, Brogan.”

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