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2024-10-29 19:42:56Bryan 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
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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.&
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Sweetheart rode fast, over moor and fen, and Bryan did nothing to slow her down, he thought he needed the speed, thought he needed the wind that caressed his hair that needed a trim, that blew against his face. His smiled, in spite of himself, his babygirl that ran beneath knew him, knew that he needed that which she offered, she just had to have known.She did a jump over a fence, and Bryan let out a laugh, and realised with a joltthat he’dreally never given Aine a ride with Sweetheart, he would have to fix that.He made her come to a stop by a stream. They had ridden thick into the woods , much farther away than the place where he and Aine had been the day he had seen her picking berries with her dog, kenell. The day they had met.He looked around, and breathed in the sweetness of the air, and for the first time, in a very long time, he thought. He thought about the day he met Rhoda.
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He kept an arm around her as they walked into his house, both her arms around his midline, her chhek pressed to his side.She took in the space of his living room. He’d added a few additions since the last time she came. A fuzzy warm mat, a peach flowervase, some paintings that depicted nature, some throw pillows, giving the palour a cozy feel. She liked it, and told him as much.“ i’m glad you do,” he said in reply, “but i’m not finished, i’m not just sure whar else to add, still waiting for it to come to me.” She nodded, understanding. He led heer to a couch and sat beside her,“ would you like me to get you anything, apple juice? “ He knew she favoured apple juice.“ okay, that will do.” he nodded, got up, “ let me get a vase for these,” he said, referring to the bouquet of flowers, making her smile.&
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“Callum is the man I was with.” Bryan folded a leg underneath and rested an arm on the head of the couch they shared. He adjusted a push pillow behind her, saying with his eyes, he wanted her to relax. She did. Tried to at least.She blew out a breath and looked up at him.“ Are you done talking about Rhoda?” he searched his mind.“ she came to your shop.” he said, not a question. But a statement, so cool. It made her worry about telling him that tidbit. Because he was sure she was the one, and so was she. Surprisingly, so was she.“ Twice, and Kenell nearly attacked. Kenell attacks nothing but squirrels and his own tail.” She was doing her best to lighten the gravity of the situation. Bryan caught it, smiled, but she could see it in eyes, the seriousness, the weight.“ What could she want?” he asked quietly, and ran his
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Mmh 22She wound her way back to the house and was greeted by the scent of eggs and bacon and burn.She walked to him first and wrapped him in a hug. It was nice, having him there. Real and solid and all hers for the keeping. It was nice and it gave her so much joy.Kenell strode past them and unto a bunch of pillows in the living room that he knew to be his.“ What did you burn?”“ aside from my pride? The bacon.” she laughed and let him go,“ the weird part is that it still all smells good. If you ignore the burn, that is.”He made a face and went to get plates, “ are you going to eat or are you going to stand there judging my cooking skills?”“Actually–“ she walked toward him, stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek,“ I need to take a shower, then I’ll eat,” he bent to kiss her forehead before she could evade him. He would have grabbed her and made the whole thing last longer, but his ha
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“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
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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
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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
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“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
