dished up a plate
for her, "Seriously, Gus? Again?"
Emily thought she sensed a hint of amusement in his voice
and when she turned back to Gus, he flashed her a wicked smile before he very
exaggeratedly feigned offense.
"What? Okay, that's the last time that happens, Ash!
I'm telling Luke."
Ash giggled as she scooped a small bite into her mouth
before getting up from the table with her dishes. "And I'm sure he will
take your side, sweetie. Emily, it was nice to meet you. I'm outta here. I got
some packing to do."
Liam rose from the table and gave her a big bear hug,
"You aren't leaving for a week, my beauty and you barely ate. You have
plenty of time."
She pulled back and smiled, but Emily could see it was
forced, "Yeah, but it's slow going, so I'm getting a head start."
"Why the hell isn't Luke helping you?" Conall
asked with a scowl.
Ash rolled her eyes - something Emily figured must have
happened a lot around here - and waved him away dismissively, "He is,
everyone just calm down. I'm leaving. Love you all."
Then she was gone.
"Dude, I don't know how much longer she is going to
believe this crap. I was seriously grasping with the dishes, man," Gus
complained, pointing at Conall and scowling at him.
"Then it's a good thing you're leaving in a few
days."
Emily looked between the two brothers in confusion and when
Conall saw it, he grinned at her and she about choked on her tongue. That grin
was wicked and did all kinds of things to her stomach.
"Ash went through a lot recently, but she's determined
to do things on her own. We can all see she is still struggling, but Luke helps
her. She won't let any of us help her unless she thinks she is tricking us into
it," he explained.
When she looked to Gus for confirmation, he just winked at
her. He had known exactly what they had been doing to him, but he hadn't called
them on it. It made something in her chest tighten to see a brother taking care
of his sister like that and her eyes stung as she stared down at her hands
fidgeting on the table, her food all but abandoned.
A brother who loved her like that would be a fucking
miracle.
Chapter 2
Conall
God, she's beautiful , I thought as I watched Emily
stare at her hands. There was something poetic about her, the way she watched
the eyes when someone spoke to her or the way she couldn't hide a damn thing
about how she was feeling.
From the moment I saw her at the airport, it felt like
someone was constantly punching me in the chest. She looked sure of herself
until she lost that hold on her mask. When that happened, she looked lonely and
it made me want to rip into someone.
Seeing her standing next to Jules was like watching a solar
eclipse straight on. No matter how hard you try to look at the shadow blocking
out the light, you see the brightness of the sun and it's blinding. I could
have found her in seconds if she had been in a sea of thousands of people in
that airport.
And it scared the shit out of me.
I had a job to do and those thoughts weren't helping to do
that job.
I figured I'd be fine once I saw her and I'd get over it.
Then she giggled at my comment about Jules and it was another blow to the
chest. I usually hated giggling, but when Emily did it, it was like I'd been
lit on fire.
I didn't have these kinds of feelings. Ever. About any woman. Especially one I just met and I've been charged to protect with my life.
Gus started snickering and brought me back to the
conversation. "You should have seen Conall a few days ago, down on his
hands and knees scrubbing the floors. How many times did you have to drop that
can of soda before it finally exploded?"
I tore my eyes away from her and scowled at my brother. I
shouldn't be looking at her anyway. I was supposed to protect her, hide her.
Gus smirked at me. He could see it, saw it before any of us
ever even met Emily. He may act like an idiot, but he certainly wasn't one. I
never really had a type before, but according to him, she was it. That