Wild Irish Dreamer (The Mystic Cove Series Book 8) by Tricia O'Malley

Author:Tricia O'Malley [O'Malley, Tricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lovewrite Publishing
Published: 2020-07-20T18:30:00+00:00

When Liam wandered into the pub nearly fifteen minutes after Fi had left, Grace couldn’t help but wonder at the timing of it all. Had they purposely planned to avoid each other? Grace’s Cove was a small town; it was almost impossible to hide from someone.

“Hi Liam,” Grace called, patting the stool Fi had just vacated. “Fancy a pint?”

“I’ll have to pass. I’m just coming in to settle up my tab from the other night and say my goodbyes.”

“Goodbyes?” Grace arched an eyebrow at Liam as Cait looked over her shoulder from where she rang up his bill at the till.

“Are you off on an adventure then, Liam?” Cait asked. Turning, she slid a piece of paper over to Liam.

“A small one. Dylan needs some help with a project he’s overseeing in Spain.”

“Does he now?” Grace said, turning to raise an eyebrow at Dylan.

Interpreting her mood as something related to the wedding, Liam grinned and patted her shoulder. “Don’t worry, Grace. I should be back right before the wedding. If you need me to bring anything from abroad for the party, let me know. I’m happy to be a delivery boy for you.”

“That’s nice of you, Liam. I certainly appreciate it. I do love some of their wines. I’ll get a list to you,” Grace said, fluttering her lashes at him while she squeezed her hand tightly on Dylan’s thigh.

“You do that. Dylan, I’ll be in touch. Cait, as always, you run the best pub in all of Ireland.”

“That I do. Don’t you be forgetting that with those fancy Spaniards, now,” Cait said, smiling at him as she cashed him out.

“I couldn’t possibly. My heart belongs to your pub, I promise you that.”

“Safe travels,” Grace called sweetly. She waited until the door closed firmly behind Liam before swiveling to glare at Dylan.

“What?” Dylan asked, smiling at Grace.

“Don’t meddle, the man says. Did you hear that, Cait?”

“I most certainly did hear that, Gracie.”

“No meddling, he says. Don’t be meddling in people’s relationships, the man admonishes me!” Grace said, digging a finger into Dylan’s waist.

“Ow!” Dylan laughed, grabbing her finger and bringing her hand to his lips. “I have no idea what you are talking about.”

“You hired Fi for the Spain project.”

“I did, at that.”

“And it appears Liam is also heading to Spain.”

“So it seems.”

“Would it be for the same project then, Dylan?”

“Ah, yes, I’d have to check my records, but I do believe it might be the same project.”

“You’re a sneaky man, Dylan. It’s what I like about you,” Gracie decided. She turned when Cait bent below the bar, and watched her pull out a large leather-bound book.

Cait thumped the ledger on the bar and paged it open to a fresh sheet. “Okay, everyone – bets are open.”

“Oh, I was waiting for this to happen!” Dylan exclaimed, digging in his pocket for his wallet. “It’s my turn now.”

“You’ve a wicked streak in you, love,” Grace said, and turned to Cait. “I’ll put fifty on three weeks from today.”

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