Page 35 of Twist of Fate
Gargles? What the fuck.
Everyone gives their approval while Nora does me a solid and mouthsdrinksacross the table, adding in a hand motion for added effect.Thanks, I wordlessly say back to her.
And here I am, thinking American slang is weird.
I start packing up my things when Damien taps my left shoulder. “Hey, did you give any thought to my proposal?”
Ah, yes.The proposal…
Suddenly, I feel warm heat on the back of my neck as Finn’s conversation with Nora abruptly halts.
“I haven’t,” I admit, feeling a bit awkward. The room is almost silent now. Is everyone listening to me? “I’ve been really busy.”
That’s a lie. I just haven’t wanted to think about it.
“You can’t live in that hotel forever, Ash. It’s got to be killing your bank account.”
It’s not, but I don’t say that to him. No one likes a bragger. “I just don’t want to be an imposition.”
“I told you, it’s not an imposition. Really, the room is empty and available—and it’s yours.” He grins. “The minute you say yes.”
“Can I think on it a bit longer?”
His dark brown eyes light up, and he smiles warmly. “There’s no rush, but can I try to convince you over a pint?” He can see the indecision on my face. “Come on,” he urges as I toss my purse over my shoulder. He interprets this as an invitation to do the same, draping an arm around me as we head toward the door. “My treat.”
“Make it my treat, and we have a deal.”
“You’re smart, and you buy me beer. God, you’re just about perfect.”
I catch Finn’s lingering stare. “Yep,” I answer. “Just about.”
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Finn
Rian
Pub tonight? It’s Friday. No excuses.
Finn
Can’t. Taking our new hires out for a round.
Rian
Since when do you—oh. It’s an Aisling thing, isn’t it?
Finn
It’s not an Aisling thing. It’s an office thing.
Rian
So, she’s not going to be there?
Finn
She is one of the new hires.
