Page 140 of Twist of Fate
Still unsure where my girlfriend has gone, I decide to go ahead without her—well, with one part of the plan at least. The other definitely requires her participation.
A few minutes later, I hear a knock and look up to see Ash leaning against the doorframe with a handful of boxes in her hands. “Stella said you needed these?”
God, she looks fucking insane right now. The slim black slacks, high heels, and blood-red blouse are professional and classy, but I know exactly what she looks like underneath, and that makes it so much hotter.
“Decided to do a bit of redecorating,” I say as she saunters in.
“And by redecorating, you mean?—”
“I’m getting rid of all his shit, yes.”
“Finally. It’s depressing in here.” She sets the boxes on a chair and steps in front of me, where I’m leaning against my desk. “You were amazing today. And you look incredibly hot.”
“Yeah?”
She nods. “Even Damien said as much.”
“I don’t know what to do with that.” She laughs, and I pull her closer. “What took you so long? Did you forget how to use an elevator?”
“No, I ran into Nora, actually.”
“Oh?” I know where she’s going with this, but I let her speak. I’m curious to hear what her answer will be.
“With all your new positions, her boss is moving upstairs, and Nora is taking her place—” She frowns. “Wait, you already know this, don’t you?”
“Yes, but continue.”
She rolls her eyes, and I chuckle. “Anyway, since Nora is being promoted, her job is open, and?—”
“And?”
“You’re annoying, you know that?”
I grin. “Did you take it?”
“Did you suggest it?” She looks anxious, her eyes wide and vulnerable.
“No, darlin’. I didn’t. Nora was the one who recommended you.”
She exhales in relief. “Okay, that’s good. I guess that’s good.”
“You guess?” I smirk. “You know you don’t have to take the job, right?”
And she doesn’t. Not anymore. Last night, after I told her about my da and going to my parents, she asked what we were going to do if she didn’t have a job.
This morning, I laid down the best option.
“Citizenship?” Her eyes widen. “I can apply for citizenship?”
“Yep.” I grin. I’m feeling pretty damn proud of myself right now. I don’t know why I didn’t think of this when we were in Clare with her family. “Since your grandfather was from Ireland, you can be granted citizenship by descent.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously. We need to ensure we get all the proper documentation from Lonnie to support it. But it could take a while, so we’ll need to come up with a plan in the meantime.”
“Oh, actually, I might have an idea for that…”
“It’s a perfectly good job.”
