Declan
Henley was so excited about the prospect of exploring Ireland that I quickly got caught up in it with her. After we finished eating and I paid the bill, we headed outside. The driver was waiting and quickly exited the car when he saw us.
“Good morning," he replied, holding the door open for us. “How was your breakfast?"
“Great! How was the wait? I hope we didn't take too long." Jackson was used to waiting for me and often amused himself by reading.
“No, not at all." He shrugged, sliding into the driver's seat. “I was just on my phone."
“So, have you thought about using the time to read?" I stretched out my arm to Henley while I was talking, and she snuggled up next to me, causing my heart to flutter. She was the only woman who had ever affected me like that.
He shrugged. “I'm
