no such luck.
The next morning was cold. Surprisingly cold. October was finally here and the wind kicked out frigid temperatures already. That’s weather on the East Coast for ya. Tank tops yesterday, fleeces today, gloves and scarves tomorrow. Damn, Rowan seriously wished she’d packed more clothes. Nothing to do about it now, she wasn’t about to ask if she could go back to her house for an extra sweater or something. No way.
Turning away from the window, she let Fintan out of the room, shut the door again and headed towards her private bathroom. A hot shower would do the trick. Today was a new day just waiting for goodness to happen. Rowan tried to say that to herself every morning. Hey, might as well put the good vibes out there, right?
The shower boasted two heads that rained steamy wonderful bliss on her front and her back. Shampoos and soaps were lined up in a neat row on a tiled ledge. Rowan pumped some of the shampoo into her hands and started singing “I’m gonna wash that man right outta my hair.” The acoustics were pretty awesome in the bathroom and Ro loved to sing and dance. It didn’t matter if she sang all by herself in the kitchen, the car, or a bar with a crowd. This morning she sang herself into a good soapy lather and carried on her one-woman-show until she was clean and refreshed. Grabbing a towel to wrap around herself, Ro walked into her bedroom and stopped in her tracks. Ava was making her bed and giggling at her.
“Aye lass, ‘tis good to be singing and merry, you’ve a beautiful voice. Although, I’m not accustomed to those songs you were belting out.”
“Er, thanks,” For the love of Pete, embarrassed much? “I don’t mean to sound rude, but what are you doing in here?”
Ava fluffed the last of the decorative pillows and placed it on the bed as the final touch. “I’ve brought you some extra clothes.” She picked up a pink polka dot duffle bag and plopped it on top of the just-smoothed-out comforter. Ava unzipped it and smiled.
“Adam doesn’t understand that a girl’s gotta look her best at all times. I figured he’d told you to pack light, so I’ve made up for the weight myself. I believe these should fit you just fine, love. I hope you don’t mind my saying, but you’ve quite a body. Best show it off while you can.” She winked and went out the door.
Rowan put on her own pair of jeans, a grey t-shirt with the Cheshire cat on it that said “We’re All Mad Here” and then bit the bullet and rummaged through the duffle. She pulled out a deep purple cashmere sweater and pulled it over her head. Taking a look in the mirror to fix her hair and slap on some mascara, she stood back to take in the view, “Man, this does look good!” Rowan walked out of her bedroom with a little more pep in her step. Good clothes will always do that to a girl.
Everyone was gathering in the kitchen. Ava handed Rowan a mug of hot, strong coffee with a little cream and sugar - it was perfect. Rowan liked strong coffee to kick her ass awake in the morning, but the grumpier side of her needed to be sweetened up too. This one did the trick. Ro took another sip and smiled cheerily at Adam who looked like he was going to need more than sugar to sweeten his mood. Then she sidled up next to Devlin at the breakfast bar eager for food. They both reached for the same slice of toast and when their hands touched, a jolt went through the both of them, causing Ro to make a squeak. Devlin looked irritated and grabbed the toast from the tray and laid it on a plate in front of her.
Nothing got passed Ava, including the toast scene, and she smiled one of those grins that had Adam knowing she was up to something.
After everyone’s appetites were sated, Adam announced that it was time to go. Ava grabbed her bags with the help from a not-so-pleased Adam, Rowan had her one bag, and Devlin was carrying Fintan and the duffle Ava packed for Rowan. Ro
The next morning was cold. Surprisingly cold. October was finally here and the wind kicked out frigid temperatures already. That’s weather on the East Coast for ya. Tank tops yesterday, fleeces today, gloves and scarves tomorrow. Damn, Rowan seriously wished she’d packed more clothes. Nothing to do about it now, she wasn’t about to ask if she could go back to her house for an extra sweater or something. No way.
Turning away from the window, she let Fintan out of the room, shut the door again and headed towards her private bathroom. A hot shower would do the trick. Today was a new day just waiting for goodness to happen. Rowan tried to say that to herself every morning. Hey, might as well put the good vibes out there, right?
The shower boasted two heads that rained steamy wonderful bliss on her front and her back. Shampoos and soaps were lined up in a neat row on a tiled ledge. Rowan pumped some of the shampoo into her hands and started singing “I’m gonna wash that man right outta my hair.” The acoustics were pretty awesome in the bathroom and Ro loved to sing and dance. It didn’t matter if she sang all by herself in the kitchen, the car, or a bar with a crowd. This morning she sang herself into a good soapy lather and carried on her one-woman-show until she was clean and refreshed. Grabbing a towel to wrap around herself, Ro walked into her bedroom and stopped in her tracks. Ava was making her bed and giggling at her.
“Aye lass, ‘tis good to be singing and merry, you’ve a beautiful voice. Although, I’m not accustomed to those songs you were belting out.”
“Er, thanks,” For the love of Pete, embarrassed much? “I don’t mean to sound rude, but what are you doing in here?”
Ava fluffed the last of the decorative pillows and placed it on the bed as the final touch. “I’ve brought you some extra clothes.” She picked up a pink polka dot duffle bag and plopped it on top of the just-smoothed-out comforter. Ava unzipped it and smiled.
“Adam doesn’t understand that a girl’s gotta look her best at all times. I figured he’d told you to pack light, so I’ve made up for the weight myself. I believe these should fit you just fine, love. I hope you don’t mind my saying, but you’ve quite a body. Best show it off while you can.” She winked and went out the door.
Rowan put on her own pair of jeans, a grey t-shirt with the Cheshire cat on it that said “We’re All Mad Here” and then bit the bullet and rummaged through the duffle. She pulled out a deep purple cashmere sweater and pulled it over her head. Taking a look in the mirror to fix her hair and slap on some mascara, she stood back to take in the view, “Man, this does look good!” Rowan walked out of her bedroom with a little more pep in her step. Good clothes will always do that to a girl.
Everyone was gathering in the kitchen. Ava handed Rowan a mug of hot, strong coffee with a little cream and sugar - it was perfect. Rowan liked strong coffee to kick her ass awake in the morning, but the grumpier side of her needed to be sweetened up too. This one did the trick. Ro took another sip and smiled cheerily at Adam who looked like he was going to need more than sugar to sweeten his mood. Then she sidled up next to Devlin at the breakfast bar eager for food. They both reached for the same slice of toast and when their hands touched, a jolt went through the both of them, causing Ro to make a squeak. Devlin looked irritated and grabbed the toast from the tray and laid it on a plate in front of her.
Nothing got passed Ava, including the toast scene, and she smiled one of those grins that had Adam knowing she was up to something.
After everyone’s appetites were sated, Adam announced that it was time to go. Ava grabbed her bags with the help from a not-so-pleased Adam, Rowan had her one bag, and Devlin was carrying Fintan and the duffle Ava packed for Rowan. Ro
Similar Books
