Love Story by Kathryn Shay

Author:Kathryn Shay [Shay, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-07-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“I’m famished.” Elizabeita sat in the back seat of a taxi, close to Nick so their knees touched.

“We’re going out to eat?”

She’d said only, “Let’s get dressed. I want to take you somewhere.” He’d wanted to stay at her place. After last night, he had to tell her he was undercover at the Met. But she’d practically dragged him out. Because he was dreading the revelation, he’d allowed it.

“Yep. For brunch.” She squeezed his fingers. They were linked and settled on his knee. Such a little thing, but Nick couldn’t remember the last time he’d held hands with a woman on a Sunday meant for fun.

They entered the Village and took a turn onto MacDonald Street.

“Pull up over there,” she told the cabbie. “The place with the green awning.” Elizabeita sat forward until it stopped, then paid the driver.

“I can pay, you know.”

“On the way home.”

They got out and Nick read the sign. Bailey’s Irish Pub. “Is this the place owned by your sister’s in-laws?”

“Uh-huh.”

“There’s people waiting to get in.”

“I know. I called and told Patrick, the oldest, we were coming. We’re to go around back.”

Nick didn’t move. “I don’t know about this. Meeting the family.”

“This isn’t actually my family. And I doubt my sister will be here. But they have a great brunch, a real Irish breakfast kind of thing, until three. Then they close. I thought you might like it.”

He shook off his doubts. “I will.”

She was completely back to normal today, and the sun made her hair sparkle and her eyes shine. Or her feelings did, feelings that were written all over that lovely face.

They circled around to the back of the pub, and Elizabeita walked into the kitchen. A man caught sight of her. “There’s the baby of the family.”

“Patrick, I’m no child.”

“I know, lass. I like to get that goat of yours.” He crossed to her and hugged her. “Welcome.” When he stepped back, he held out a hand. “Hi. Patrick O’Neil.”

“Nick Cas…Caseman.”

“You don’t have to stutter, bro. We’re kind here.” He winked at Elizabeita. “Most of the time. And Lizzie rarely brings guests, so we’re already impressed by you.”

“That’s nice to hear.”

“Come on out. We’re serving for another hour, but no hurry. We hang around after.”

“Thanks, Patrick.” She followed him to the pub proper and they took the corner table.

“Is something wrong?” she asked, touching Nick’s hand when Pat left.

“No. This family’s pretty overwhelming, though.”

“Yeah, but they’re all dolls.”

He pretended jealousy. “Not sure I like hearing that, lass.”

“They’re also happily married.”

“Elizabeita, is that you?” Bailey O’Neil had come up to the table.

Elizabeita rose and hugged her. “Hi, Bailey. So good to see you. It’s been a long time.”

“Too long. We should have the Ludzeckys up to the lake. It’s beautiful there in the fall.” The woman turned a blinding smile on Nick. About forty-five, she was stunning. Her hair black as night, pure, smooth skin and…character. Nick had read the stories about her.

“I’m Nick.”

Elizabeita’s tone was happy. “He works at the Met.”

“I love the museum.

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