Maid for the Irish Mafia by Connie Chambers

Author:Connie Chambers [Chambers, Connie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-17T04:00:00+00:00

TWELVE

Sarah

I’m happy to see my dad, always. Just right now though? I really thought I was ready to give myself to Patrick after having some sleep and of course, something to eat. Needing to be sure it was really what I want, and that I’m ready to face the consequences if daddy finds out is a relief. Having dad turn up out of nowhere, isn’t.

Him turning up, I can see the inconvenience on Patrick’s face, but I also know that he’s used to dealing with things on the spot and he seems to have a plan involving dad and whiskey. Which I’m not crazy about, to be honest.

Dad surprises me, and probably Patrick too. He stops drinking after Patrick leaves, and we have a deep daddy/daughter conversation instead, about my future plans and my time here in the States. Patrick texts me, but my phone’s on silent.

“What happened today, dad? You seem… different.” I ask, genuinely concerned.

He blows air out through puffed cheeks, considering his answer while eyeing me slyly. “So do you…” He observes, and I feel my heart in my throat again.

Touché.

I don’t mean to, but I shift uneasily in the chair. The big lounge is soft and I end up rolling to one side awkwardly. Dad’s eyes are still on mine though; like he’s waiting.

I look around absently. I’ve always been a terrible liar. There’s an awkward silence before dad speaks again.

“Don’t make me regret leaving you here with Patrick, Sarah. I can arrange to have you sent home… if things don’t… work out the way I’d planned.”

“And what have you planned, daddy?” I ask, not able to control the venom in my voice.

“I’m not a little girl, y’know. I can look after myself now.” I continue, feeling the anger welling up. All the years of pretending not to know what he really does, doing as I’m told, pretending to be so blind to it.

Dad looks hurt more than anything. I really think he’s going to let me have it for speaking out of turn, but he looks hurt.

“Honey… I’m sorry…” he says, getting up from his seat and shifting over next to me.

“I know you’re a big girl now, but can you blame me for being so overprotective? Just be careful around Patrick, that’s all I’m saying. Just remember your place as a guest in his house and an employee for the business… Do it for me?” he asks, putting on his best puppy eyed daddy face, which is kind of adorable.

I hook my arms around his neck, pecking his cheek, “Of course daddy, sorry for sounding so-”

He pulls back from me, gripping me by both arms. His eyes grow fierce.

“Daddy, what is it!?”

He springs to his feet, “It’s him! I can smell him all over you! Patrick! Motherfucking little cunt!”

I flush out of reflex, looking down and putting my arms between my legs absently, trying to hide the guilt that his anger exposes inside me.

“I fucking knew it! He roars, and starts pacing the room in front of me.

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