Unhappy Ever After Girl (Irish Girl, Hospital Romance 3) by Jenny O'Brien

Author:Jenny O'Brien [O'Brien, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, Fiction, Forever Love, Adult, Bachelor, Single Woman, Sensual, Hearts Desire, Satire, Humor, Medical, Academics, Hospital, Irish Heritage, Series, Private Nurse, Professor, Heart Surgeon, Irish Sea, Betws-y-Coed, Second Chances, St Justin Staff
Publisher: Perry Nighy
Published: 2016-06-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

He’d made a complete mess of it. There were no other words for it – well there were, but not words he’d be prepared for his mother to read and, as she followed him on Twitter, not to mention Facebook he had to make sure it was clean. Carrying the basket to the counter he unloaded the messages before throwing a smile to the woman behind the counter – he couldn’t remember her name; he could never remember her name, but he usually found a smile sufficed so smile he did.

As she (the unnamed, but pretty salesperson) scanned his groceries his mind, with a will of its own thought about his mother even now heading back from her brief shopping sojourn in London. She might even drop in on him on her way back to catch the ferry, but she probably wouldn’t as he thought about the load of shopping she usually hauled back on one of her buying trips.

Presenting his card with another smile he started packing the groceries away in the bags Mabel had handed him on her way to rescue Curly from the lamppost outside. With a bit of luck the rail tracks would still be unpassable until at least tomorrow so that left one more day to prove to Mabel he was genuine, and not just trying it on. He shouldn’t have kissed her, that’s for sure but she’d made him angry all of a sudden with her smart sassy remarks. Anger was no excuse and he’d make sure he asked permission again next time; if there ever was a next time that is.

In the old days he’d never have done something as uncouth as launch himself at a girl without at least being sure she was agreeable to his advances, he mused pushing open the door. But these weren’t the old days, his eyes catching the dappled sunlight as it played havoc with the plaques of ice bordering the path. In the old days he’d never have paused to appreciate the simple beauty of what lay at his feet, in truth he wouldn’t have noticed it – now he noticed everything and everyone in a cacophony of sounds and colour. He noticed the scenery, down to the pile of black tinged slush turning the road into a glistening death-trap. He noticed the muted tones of the brickwork on the bridge and he noticed her.

He noticed her; everything about her, even though he knew it off by heart. The way she hunched her shoulders slightly while she walked, her hands dug deep within her pockets, her head tilted as she chatted away to Curly tucked within the crook of her arm. Making his way across the road he also noticed the way she paused, albeit briefly before carrying on whatever doggy conversation she was having with the enthralled little beast. He’d obviously upset her just now and a little sliver of an idea formulated at the thought.

She’d been hurt, she was still hurting and he’d made it worse – now was the time to make it better.

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