Early the next day, I was awoken by Dharsheni and Isabella getting ready for work. They'd continued drinking well into the early hours, so both were feeling a little worse for wear that Friday morning. I, on the other hand, was feeling especially evil, so ensured to annoy the crap out of them with musings of what I planned to get up to on my day off.
Finn sent me a text a little after eight to warn me of a recent message he'd received from Alex inviting him to his bachelor party, which I'd informed him was something I was well aware of. His response of wedding-related emojis suggested the sadistic bastard enjoyed my suffering, which wasn't the least bit surprising. As I read his latest message, I found myself staring at it while chewing at my lip.
I clicked my tongue. I had exactly zero plans today, and I certainly owed Finn multiple favours. I hit the call button on Finn's contact.
'Hey, Roskie, your finger slip or something?' his voice chimed after one ring, and it was followed by a yawn.
'Boring you already, am I?' was my response. 'No, I'll have you know that I'm not working today, have no plans, and am feeling extremely generous.'
'Well, this could go in several directions.'
'You wish,' I scoffed. 'No, it's—So listen, I can watch Millie today so you can leave the house to get your uni crap done. Or you can bring her here, if that's easier.'
The line turned unexpectedly silent for a few seconds before some shuffling sounds and the closing of a door.
'No—I mean, thanks, seriously, but that's way too big of an ask. Plus Millie gets kinda anxious around people she doesn't know very well, and she pretty much refuses to leave my side when she's ill.'
'Hm, shit, okay... Could you ask your professor or whoever for a deadline extension?'
'This is an extension; it was due end of October. I should've finished uni by now,' he mumbled, then yawned again. 'Shite keeps getting in the way.'
'Ah...' I ran my tongue along the back of my teeth as I thought. 'Well, you could both come here, if you want? It'll get your brothers out of your hair at least, and if Millie wants to be close to you, she can watch Netflix or whatever while you work close by or something. Better than nothing, right?'
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A Suitable GentlemanRomance
Countryside girl turned Londoner, Rosie Eden-Porter, must release her inhibitions and overcome her obsession with finding the perfect man before she single-handedly sabotages her own love life. ...