Hot Property (Irish romantic comedy) by O'Leary Susanne

Author:O'Leary, Susanne [O'Leary, Susanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-06-11T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Megan inched back to her car, got in and gently closed the door. After waiting a few minutes, she opened the door again and shouted, “Hello!”

Paudie ran his hand over his face. Smiling at Megan, he jumped off the wall. “Hi there. Are you here already? I sat here, fiddling around with some music.”

“I didn’t know you played the tin whistle.”

He looked at the little metal flute in his hand. “Yeah. Learned to play when I was about seven. My mother taught me. She was very much into Irish music. She had a lovely voice.”

“Maybe you’ll play me a tune sometime?”

He put the tin whistle in his pocket. “Maybe. But not that one.”

“It reminded you of your mother?” Megan asked as gently as she could.

Paudie nodded. “Yes. Funny how it always brings me back to her. She died when I was twenty. Long time ago now, but…”

Megan took his hand. “I know. I lost my dad a few years ago. I’ll never stop missing him. Were you close to your mother?”

“Yes.” He straightened his shoulders, as if to rid himself of sad thoughts. “You have to turn your mind away when you get into that kind of mood. So we won’t talk about it anymore.” He took her bag. “I put some sheets in the spare room behind the kitchen. It’s nice and warm from the stove and very quiet.”

“Great.” She patted Denis. “How is he? I see he isn’t putting that paw down at all.”

“No, he’s a little bit sore. The vet stitched the wound and gave him antibiotics. He’ll be all right in a few days. But go on, you’ll be late. Is Nolan picking you up?”

Megan picked up her pace. “Yes. He’ll be here in about twenty minutes.”

The room was small, bare and clean. The wrought-iron bed had a thick mattress covered with a quilt of many colours. The rest of the furniture consisted of an old chest of drawers with brass knobs, a chair and hooks on the wall for hanging clothes. The window overlooked the little garden at the back. Megan took the sheets and made the bed. She grabbed the towel hanging on the wall and tiptoed to the bathroom. After a quick shower, she padded back to her room to get ready for the evening with Dan.

When she came into the kitchen, she found Paudie at the table with a laptop. He looked up. “All bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, I see. Not quite the outfit for an evening on the town, though.”

Megan glanced down at her jeans and runners. “We’re going to the beach. There’ll be some big waves at the back beach this evening, they said. With good wind for windsurfing and kite surfing too. So there’s a lot going on.”

“And you’ll be watching the show?”

“Yes. And then we’ll have a picnic with the others. It’s great fun. People from all over Europe are here this weekend.” She glanced at his computer. “What are you doing? Another kind of surfing?”

He looked at the screen.

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