"Every time! This happens every time!" Aine rolled her eyes at Branna's tantrum,
"If you'd just lower the heat they won't burn when you look away."
"They didn't burn, they just.. I don't even know, you'll eat them still?"
"You know I will, I love scorched eggs" Branna laughed, Aine smiled, it was their thing.
"So tell me!! What is he like?" Branna asked as they settled down at the dinning table for breakfast, they'd had their girls night out and had cone to Branna's for the night, kenell was with Aine's parent.
"He... He is sweet and kind... And puts butterflies in my tummy. No man, no man has done that, the butterflies, really, not even..." She trailed off and Branna's hand covered hers across the table, even as her eyes lit up something fierce.
"He is history."
"I know, I know. I'm just trying to say it's a new feeling. Gentle and soft, with him I have the gentle and soft, and I like it, I like it a lot."
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"Kenelllikeshim." Aine said to her Mother. The sun shone, the birds chirruped, the wind flirted with her skin that was bared, the grass was green and moist beneath her bared feet, she turned her head upward and smiled a little, gratitude in her heart. The creator at work, she thought. Then looked at her mother. "Does he?" "He does." She replied, as she calmly sipped her lemon tea, and she felt a war of emotions stir within her soul. Her mother thought for a moment before she spoke, "And you? How doyoufeel about him?" How did she feel? She felt... Shefelt. "Mama, I don't know how to answer that question. I enjoy being with him, when he's not there I miss him, every time... Every time I think about him I smile." "Except now." "Excuse me?" "Baby girl, you aren't smiling now. But your eyes are a different thing, they're twinkling. He pu
“Take a break,” Bryan said from the other side of the counter. He'd been dogging her all afternoon, Helping around, making somewhat fruitful conversations with Cedric– Cedric liked him, but was trying not to, she could tell– Attending to customers. She thought, with a smile, she just might give him a raise.“ In ten minutes.” she looked at the clock, “make that fifteen ”Bryan lifted his eyes upward which made Aine giggle, and peered down at the book in front of her.“Inventory?”“uh hun.”He looked back at her and got lost in her eyes.“I wonder, ” he started, “I wonder if I distract you, the same way you distract me.”Her smirk came quickly but it soon faded as she began to study him.“you do.” she said honestly, “but today, you've been such big help, you've made up for my shortcomings.”“Good.
Herowedthecanoefurtherandfurtherintotheocean.Eachpaddleunnervedher,butsheignoredthetinglingsensationthatranupherspine.Itwasgoingtobeokay,Callumknewhowtohandleacanoe,they'ddonethisbefore.Butthistimefeltdifferent,off. “Don'tyouthinkit'swaytoofarfromshore?” “Isit?” “Alittle.” Hestoppedpaddlingandlookedatherwithawidegrin. “IguessIgotcaughtup.” “it'sokay.”Hereachedforherandshegingerlygot&n
“Goodmorning.” The fair woman said, walking toward the counter. She had an accent Aine noticed, and smiled. The smile the woman returned gave her chills, Aine tried not to let her discomfort show.“Goodmorning, welcome to Caine's Floral shop, How can I help you?” Aine said in her most kind voice, even though she really wanted this woman to be on her way.“I was looking for an orchid, with a vase to go with it. I just moved here you see.” she added the last part conversationally. Aine nodded, she didn't feel conversational, she felt on edge.“we have that, we do. Let me get those orchids for you.” she went around the counter to a tall shelf that displayed really beautiful orchids, they relaxed her by just looking at them, and made her smile. One of the perks of owning a flower shop. You were always around flowers, flowers were good for the soul, at least that's how she viewed it. She turned to the woman who immediat
She watched them from afar, a scarf wrapped around her hair, sunglasses shading her cool, calculated eyes. She was a woman scorned, contemptuous and cruel. She sipped from her glass of iced tea, and rolled her eyes when she watched Aine laugh. They wouldn't last, she'd see to it. If she couldn't have Bryan, no one else would, she vowed.°°°°"Hello Cedric," Bryan said when he dropped off Aine after her break.Cedric just looked at him, for a moment, Just looked."Will you hurt her?" Aine's jaw dropped open, she was aghast by Cedric's Audacity, Humbled by his bold protectiveness" I will do my honest best Not to. I'd hurt myself before I try to hurt her." Cedric measured him, measured his words, saw Bryan meant his words. Nodded." you're welcome here." he said simply and went to the storage room, where he could hear Branna's voice, to search for boxes.Aine turned to Bryan and reached for his hand,"Are you offe
Aine walked to the shop, a new song in her heart. She didn’t know if the dreams would continue, but she was ready. Her heart was ready for new love. ~~~~ Bryan wasn’t sure what to get her. It was her birthday soon and he had jewelry on his mind. A bracelet to be exact. He wanted something that said “ I thought of you all the way through” He brushed his mare, Sweetheart, a smile on his face. He was waiting for some customers who wanted to take a look at some of his horses. He wasn’t sure he was ready to see them go, just yet, so he made up his mind that he would sell to anyone who didn’t seem capable of taking care of his Babies. Yes, He considered them as his babies. But as for Sweetheart, she was going nowhere. He looked at and rubbed his nose against her nuzzle. “ Forever, Sweetheart. Forever.” And she neighed. “ Hello.” He heard a voice call from outside his barn. “ It’s time.” He said to sweetheart, running a hand down her mane, he headed for the door. ~~~ She walked into
Bryan walked to the shop, whistling a tune when he saw her. The world tilted, it couldn’t have been her.“ Rhoda?” he asked, walking closer to her, trying his best to believe it wasn’t her, but it was, he knew it, but he didn’t want it to be.Dear God, he thought.“In truth.” she said, a light laugh escaping her lips, he wasn’t deceived. He saw the calculated glint he saw in her eyes, he could see after all this time, the hardness of her expression, that ran bone deep. No, he wasn’t deceived.“ what are you doing here?”“ Visiting.” she replied in that light manner. “ Bryan, i thought… i thought it was necessary to talk.”He looked skyward and prayed for patience.“ Talk about what? About what really? How did you eve
Rhoda thought on and off about what to do next. He would not shrug her off just like that. He would not push her aside.He would not choose that little thing over her.She paced the living room of the house she rented and then collapsed on the chair, tears streaming down her face. If it hadn’t been for Bryan’s best friend, Duncan, he would never have found out about peter, her lover.“ stupid Duncan.” she heaved out. “ stupid peter.” she squeaked.When Bryan let go of their relationship, she had thought he was bluffing. She called his bluff, let him take what she had thought as space. She had not foreseen him leaving London for Ireland. SHe had not foreseen him moving here and finding Love. she had expected him to pine, to beg.She had been wrong.&
Bryan registered the look on Aine’s face and promised himself that if he ever came across the Callum bloke he was going to give him a good pounding.“Do you... do you want to open it?” She asked Bryan, looking at the letter as though it was a key to unlock all sorts of vile evil things.“I should be asking you, Aine.” He said and place a hand on her cheek. She was pale and clammy and although he touched her gently, he was brimming with absolute anger.“I don’t, not really. But if it’s connected to Rhoda in any way. Connected to everything that is happening, then I suppose I need to. I don’t want to, but I might need to.”“Inside. We will take this inside.” He opened il the door and took her hand in his, leading her into the house,“Lord, why won’t these people leave us alone.” She groaned out as she sat on the couch, burying her face into her hands.“Hey, hey.” He sat beside her, and place a hand over her shoulders, gently dropping her hands and lifting her head by her chin. “It’s oka
“I get really worried when you get quiet this way,” Callum said as he stood watching Rhoda while she brooded at the dining table in the home they shared.“What do you care?” She said, without looking up at him. “I’m sure you can’t wait for the day this is all over so you can be rid of me.”True, he thought. But said nothing. Sometimes he asked himself why he even said yes to her in the first place.“Here we go.” He said, and sat on ie of the chairs, “alright, tell me. What’s got your buns in a twist?”“That’s highly unlikely. C’mon, tell me about it.”“As you’re aware, the officer is on to me.”“So you see, that I was right and that we need to leave .”She turned to face him and shot him daggers through her eyes,“Leave? Leaveeee? I’m not going anywhere! Well, of course, I need to hasten up now. But I’m not going anywhere until I’m done.”He shook his head.“Your desire for revenge is going to send you to jail.”“My desire? This was our desire, Callum. Remember? Me and you? It was what
Bryan drove back to Aine’s shop with a lot of questions. He might have asked Winslow about them, but the thing was, he wasn’t sure even Winslow had the answers he was looking for, not when the questions sounded like,‘Why? Why did it all have to be happening? In what way could he have stopped it?’Those questions played over and over in his mind, and sadly, they remained rhetorical .Endlessly Rhetorical, even to the point of unease.He did not step out of the car the moment he got to Aine’s shop, instead he looked around him to spot the discreet way Winslow’s team was parked far behind him. If he wasn’t aware of the plan , there was no way he might have known about them. And of course, that was the point. At least, where Aine was involved.He spotted her through the glass doors, speaking to a customer and just watched her. The lady she spoke to was pointing at a vase and he seemed to him that Aine was answering some questions, soon after , Aine walked to vase , picked up and carried
She cursed them as she watched them walk into Aine’s shop. No disguise, she was too angry to care about a disguise. But she kept her distance and did so in a newly rented car.She had thought to wait for it all out a bit. Watch, plan and make sure that the injury she inflicted was lasting. One that they both would feel for a very long time.And then there was Callum. Some days, some days she felt like sparing him. Felt as though she could simply inflict her revenge on Aine and Bryan and move on, starting afresh. Maybe even start afresh with Callum himself. But then she would bring up the idea of all the hurtful things she would like to do to Aine and he would bulk, he would try to play her down and it made her so angry, and so hungry to hurt her even more and hurt him too, because he was choosing Aine over her.“Aine, always Aine.” She said and nearly spat. Nearly.Then there was the officer. The Officer had threatened her with the idea of jail so that she no longer thought about prec
“You’re not going to tell me then,” Aine said to Bryan, sometime in the evening when they both had gotten home. He had brought her back from work and although he didn’t think she knew, she was well aware that he had gone to see Winslow if Winslow’s card she had seen on his dashboard that morning was any indication. She had reached for it and when she asked why he had it, he just shrugged and said Winslow had given it to him in case.But she knew him well enough to know that there was more. And as the overthinker that she was, it was all she could think about during work that day. And making up her mind that it was only hurting her unnecessarily to constantly think about it that way. She decided it would be best to ask him. Only in a much more sly way.“ Tell you what Aine?” He replied, his back toward her as he searched the fridge for cheese. He had the mind to make her a hamburger. He knew she had a tenderness for it.“Tell me what you discussed with Winslow?” She noticed his pause,
Meet me Halfway(chapter 30)“What do you mean leave?” Rhoda asked Callum in disbelief and he turned toward her in frustration,“You want to go to jail?” He asked bordering close to hysterics. He was so close to jail once, and there he was, teetering close to that point once again and it was not sitting well with him.“No one’s going to Jail, Callum. I’ll go see the sheriff as he requested, and that will be the end of it. You worry for too much, Callum puff.” She walked to where he sat on the bed, and sat beside him, linking their fingers.“You’ve never been close to losing your freedom, have you?”“And you have?”He turned to look at her at that moment, looked into her eyes. There was nothing in there, no feeling, no emotion, but a cynical glint that bordered on scary.What had he gotten himself into? And where was his way out?For if there was one thing that he was sure of, it was the fact that Rhoda would not leave well alone. She was going to push and push until she got what she wa
He knew from his trusted source where it was that Callum resided since he came back into town. Had even driven by that neighborhood a few times just to check it out. That was how he knew of the relationship between Callum and Rhoda. He knew a time would come when he would have to pay him a visit. He just never had a good reason to do so. Well, now he did, and he intended to milk it for all it was worth. And if he managed to threaten the bloke out of town, then praise Jesus. But he was going to do his best to make sure his friend slept well at night.He parked outside the house Callum lived with Rhoda, and for a minute did nothing but sit in the car going over all the things he would rather do that follow the law where Callum was considered. But he was a sheriff, he was the implementer of the law and he needed to control all of the anger that was growing in him because Callum was back, at the thought of being face to face with him again.It was night time and there wasn’t much activi
Bryan arrived right as Winslow was on his way and although Winslow didn’t feel right about keeping secrets from Aine, he knew it had to be done if he was going to keep her safe.“Bryan!” Aine called out as he got out of his car, and Winslow looked down to look at his friend.He makes her happy. He thought to himself and nearly sighed when Bryan all but lit up. He didn’t know the man personally, but the hopeless romantic in him could see love when it was right in front of him.He watched as Bryan’s eyes move away from Aine and rest knowledgeably on him. He was still in his uniform.With a smile, Aine took Bryan’s hand,“Bryan, this is Officer Winslow. Winslow, This is Bryan Maher.”With his Freehand, Bryan shook Winslow. And just that act of not letting go of Aine’s hand told him that in some ways the man was just what Aine was needing in her life. He was a cop after all.“Nice to meet you Maherson.” Bryan smiled at the name. When he had first arrived he had heard a couple of women cal
“What are you doing?” Callum asked her as he watched her fold up clothes and dropped them in her suitcase.“I know it’s very obvious. “ she replied, without glancing at him. She had managed to get him to let her stay with him while she carried out her plans to get Bryan back. And when that plan became futile, she stayed with him while she plotted against Aine and Bryan. And if he was ready to admit it, he was sure she plotted against him as well. He saw the bean grande in her eyes every time he didn’t give into her whims and wiles.Nevertheless. It made no sense to him why she all of a sudden wanted to move away. However, he was sure of one thing. If he wanted her to talk and be reasonable, he was going to have to be diplomatic rather than emotional. Not that he much of the latter anyway,He walked to the dresser table and sat down and watched her for a few seconds before he finally spoke up,“Alright, tell me, what’s all this about?” She turned to him just once and gave him the stink