Tempting Irish by C.M. Seabrook

Author:C.M. Seabrook [Seabrook, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Seabrook Books
Published: 2017-10-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Bree

It would be easy to stay in the hotel room, mope around like a heartsick teenager, and wait for Owen to come back and talk. But after an hour of waiting, I know I have to get out, to do something to take my mind off him.

I think about renting a car and leaving the city for a couple days, exploring the countryside. But after hearing about Delaney’s experience driving on the opposite side of the road, I figure it’s safer to stick with taxis and bus tours.

In the lobby, I pull out a brochure that has a picture of an ancient monument on it.

“Newgrange Tours,” I mutter. A seven-hour tour from Dublin to the Neolithic tombs at Newgrange and the Hill of Tara.

Exactly what I need to get my mind off Owen, and better than the shopping trip Emer and Delaney have planned. I enjoyed my time with them last night, but I know there’ll be more questions, and more awkwardness, after this morning’s admission. And one of the reasons I came here was to see the country.

To revisit my roots.

Plus, I really hate shopping.

Grabbing a taxi to take me to the tour pick-up, I send a quick text to Emer to cancel and let her know where I’m going.

She calls me back right away. “Do ye want me to go with ye?”

“Seven hours on a bus probably isn’t the best thing for you in your condition.”

“If this is about what happened this morning-”

“It’s not. I just want to do a bit of sightseeing. I don’t know when, or if, I’ll ever be back here.”

Emer sighs on the other end. “I wanted to talk to ye about that.”

I step onto the tour bus and take a seat at the back, away from the families with young children that crowd the front.

“About what?”

“Ye moving here.”

“Oh.”

“Ye said ye didn’t have much to go back to. So, why go back?” Emer continues, rambling quickly. “I was talking to my mom, and she said ye can stay with her until-”

“Emer,” I stop her, tears pricking my eyes. “I can’t just move back. I don’t have a job.”

“Ye don’t have one back in the States, either. Just think about it.”

“I will.” I hesitate before saying, “Emer?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you.”

I swear, I can hear her smile through the phone.

Could I do it? Move back here? There’s nothing stopping me. No one waiting for me back in Michigan. Except for Frank.

I shiver at the thought.

The man has been quiet lately, but that doesn’t mean he’s gone. That he won’t make good on his promise to find me. And there was that letter from his lawyer a few months ago. God only knows what the man is capable of.

Maybe moving here is a good idea. But if Frank does want to cause trouble, I don’t want my family being dragged down with me.

I glance out the window as the bus starts to roll out of the parking lot.

Ireland changes as we leave the city. The bustle of the

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