Page 57 of Tempting Irish

Emer answers on the first ring. “How’s yer tour? Are ye regretting not going shopping withus?”

“Actually,yes.”

I swear, I hear her frown on the other end. “Whathappened?”

I squeeze my eyes shut and wince before admitting, “The bus left withoutme.”

There’s a short silence, then she chuckles. “Ye haven’t changed. Ye always were one for getting intotrouble.”

“You have no idea,” I mutter. “I wouldn’t ask,but-”

“Tell me where ye are, and I’ll send Aiden to getye.”

“Thankyou.”

After I end the call, I sit down at one of the small tables towait.

“Sorry, but we’re closing to the public,” the girl from the counter says apologetically. “We have a special event in here later,and-”

“It’s okay. I have a ride coming.” Although, as I leave the shop and look up at the dark clouds forming above me, I realize that it’ll take Aiden a good hour to gethere.

It’ll be just my luck if it starts torain.

I mutter a curse as the first drop hits the tip of mynose.

Wrapping my arms around my chest, I lean against the stone wall that separates me from a dozen cows, munching lazily on the grass, and they let out a series of dissatisfied moos as the rain starts to fallharder.

I’m soaked and frozen when the car Shane was driving the other night pulls into the parking lot. I start to run towards it, then stop when I see who’sdriving.

Owen.

The passenger side window rolls down, and he frowns at me. “Are ye just going to stand there and freeze, or are ye going to get in thecar?”

Freezing sounds like the better option when I catch the scowl that tugs at hislips.

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