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Chapter Seven

Panting in short breathless gasps, Daisy stared at the ceiling and I could tell she was already replaying everything that had led to that moment just passed.

“Jesus.”

This was the only word to pass her lips as she continued to catch her breath, in her attempt to quieten her body and calm herself down.

Sweat glistened in tiny beads across her cute little nose and I couldn’t help chuckling at how energetic we’d been together. The chemistry between us had caught fire and my heart groaned with mixed feelings about what came next because being with Daisy was everything I figured it would be.

I should have guessed it would have affected Daisy much greater than it had me; she wasn’t the type that had hook-ups—although what we’d done hadn’t felt like a one night stand to me. I was hurt when she rolled away onto her side.

Unhappy with being shut out like that I slipped in behind her and spooned her back, ass, and thighs, by pulling her close.

“That was incredible, baby. Thank you,” I murmured against the nape of her neck. Daisy didn’t respond and I figured she was just taking her time to absorb what had gone on, or exhausted and worn smooth. However, after another minute I felt her breathing was off and realized she was silently crying beside me.

Shifting onto my knees I turned her to face me, “Hey, sweetheart, don’t,” I begged. “What we just did was beautiful, amazing… incredible,” I offered in reassurance.

“I know. And you’ll be leaving in a few hours and that will be that.”

She was right, I did have to leave, but there was no way around that.

“Come with me. Come to Belfast for Paddy’s wedding.”

“You don’t have to say that. Besides I can’t. It’s St. Patrick’s Day… the busiest day of the year for a pub.”

“Can’t Terry look after the bar?”

“Terry can hardly look after himself, never mind manage a bar,” she said like I was stupid to even suggest that.

“Someone else?”

“Thanks, but no. I have to be realistic about this. You are… you, and this is what I do. We’re different, and I’m not sorry we’ve done this, just sorry it’s over.”

“What’s over?”

“This,” she replied as she sat up and swiped the tears from her eyes.

Glancing at me then to the bed sheets she sighed heavily before she lifted her gaze to meet mine.

“Look, I’d like to think you like me for me, as a person I mean, and not just because you wanted a body for the night. That means a lot to me, truly it does, but we both know this is it, right? I’m sorry I got emotional, it's just been a while since… you know…”

I sat back on my calves and swallowed back a wave of emotion as I stared with a frown, into her eyes. “You’re right. You weren’t just a body, Daisy. I’m glad you felt the sincerity in what we just did because I really do like you. If I’m completely honest, I haven’t felt a connection for anyone the way I have with you—ever.”

"You don’t have to say that. I’ve reconciled what this is."

“I don’t want this to be it between us. None of what has happened since I met you has been contrived or insincere on my part. I have had the time of my life in the past day. First time I’ve had any normality in my life for years and it’s the best feeling in the world right now.”

Edging her way off the bed, Daisy stood and struck an awkward pose to hide her body before she pulled the duvet off the bed and wrapped it around her. “I’ll bring this back in a minute,” she said as she shuffled barefooted toward the door.

My initial instinct was to stop her, but I figured she needed space. What had been an amazing ninety minutes between us ended with me feeling I’d behaved how I always had and selfishly taken what I’d wanted.

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