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“Oh. My. God. Do you see what I’m talking about?” Daisy asked me, looking flustered like she was losing the argument.
“Stop, Daisy. Breathe. I know you’re worried about this. I completely get it, but they’re all adults…ish,” I said when my eyes fell on Ryan again and knowing how immature his sense of humor could be at times. “What we do shouldn’t be affected by them. They need to make their own mistakes, but I don’t believe these guys aren’t aware of how difficult their situation is. We’re the ones who have it easy. We’re already together. If they happen to hook up, they’ll have to suck up the result of that and deal with any potential consequences in the future. I won’t allow it to interfere with us.”
Daisy huffed in defeat. “Go. Do what you’re going to do. You were always going to anyway, right Belle?”
“Thanks, Daisy, I love you too, and despite what you think, I’ve thought a lot about this. Jamie’s right, we are all adults and whatever happens I’m big enough to know it mustn’t ruin what you guys have.”
Without waiting for her sister’s reply, Belle walked purposefully over to Poppy and Nick, shaking her head.
“I think I know how you see me, but I’ll take good care of her, Daisy. Your sisters are taking us out to have fun. It’s nothing serious, but I like Belle a lot, she’s a very cool girl.” After saying his piece, Ryan wandered over at a much more leisurely pace and joined the others.
“There you are,” Catrina said, smiling. “Looks like we’ve been deserted this evening,” completely unaware of the shit show her sons had almost caused.
Chapter 15
After a period of defrosting at the hotel, Daisy was back to her old cheerful self. It helped that Poppy texted Daisy with some pictures of their group of friends that featured Nick and Ryan dancing with different girls.
Catrina asked her to remind the boys we were all going to see more sights the following morning and not to get hammered, joking she had no idea how the bail system worked in Ireland.
Personally, I couldn’t have cared less one way or another, but I took reassurance from how Daisy reacted to seeing our relatives partying together, as it told me she really cared about our relationship.
* * *
“Come on,” I coaxed, pulling Daisy’s legs down the mattress the following morning, until her feet hit the floor. Bending over her, I slid my hands under her shoulders and sat her up at the bottom of the bed. We’d been up until the wee small hours making love and I guessed she was still worn out.
“We’ve got three requests for places to see from Catrina. Which do you prefer? There’s Giant’s Causeway, Titanic Experience or VIP tour of The Bushmills Distillery.”
Daisy cricked her neck from side to side, a messy bun piled sexily atop her head and her eyes still closed.
“They’re all in the North and it’s hours in the car,” she mumbled.
I smiled gently at Daisy and waited. When the penny dropped, her eyes sprang open and she blinked rapidly when the daylight invaded her eyes. Closing them again, she sighed.
“Don’t tell me, you’ve got us another helicopter ride.”
“Indeed,” I grinned. “We’re going to meet up with Paddy and Bernie. They’ve decided to come down to the ceilidh, but I’d like to go up there and bring them back. There’s also something I’d like to check out.”
“Okay, we can fly over the Giant's Causeway, then double back to Belfast. Bernie wants to take Cat to the Titanic experience, then we can all go on to Bushmills Distillery. It’ll be a whirlwind tour though, because we don’t have much daylight at this time of year. What time is it anyway?” she asked, staring toward the oval tower windows in the hotel room.
“Nearly 8:30 a.m. The helicopter has permission to land in a farmer’s field close by at 9:15 a.m. He has a helipad, and the pilot is his friend.”
“Now isn’t that a stroke of luck,” she replied, sounding sarcastic. I knew she was tired, but figured once she was out in the fresh air, she’d perk up.
“Sure, Ireland’s, my lucky place,” I mumbled. I shoved her down on her back and covering her body with mine.
A sharp knock on the door interrupted us. “Breakfast?” Daisy asked, hopefully.
“Nope, I asked for a continental breakfast to go. We’re picking them up at the desk,” I muttered wandering over to the door and peeping through the spy hole. Sighing, I opened the door.
“Morning,” Ryan breezed, like he’d gone to bed at 9:00 p.m. the night before. “Mom’s just finishing breakfast and Nick’s a hard pass this morning,” he informed me, glancing past to where Daisy was still lying at the bottom of the bed. Checking out my naked form he smirked. “Was I interrupting something?”
When he chuckled and it turned into a laugh, I turned to see Daisy had scooted up to the top of the bed with the comforter up to her chin.
“Nope, I was just dragging Daisy out of bed. Get the fuck out of here and let us get dressed. We’ll be in the foyer in fifteen minutes.”
While Daisy showered and dressed, I texted Paddy. He informed me as Bernie and Cat were going around the Titanic Exhibition, they’d meet us there.
Connor was on hand to drive us to the farmer’s field where the helicopter was already waiting. Once we had taken off, it was only a short ride to the coast. Thankfully, the weather was kind. Instead of the rain we had experienced for the few days before, it was a crisp, frosty, but sunny morning.
