have. ‘Listen, later next week I’ll be home and I’ll talk to Gordon Leonard, the senior partner, and then arrange to meet with Tim Bennett over here and see what kind of package they will offer me.’
‘Great.’
Luke was ambitious. She’d always known that. He was the kind of guy that would probably always expect his girlfriend or wife to pack up her tent and follow him, wherever he went in the world, to be his back-up and support. She loved Luke, wanted to be with him, probably even spend the rest of her life with him, but it meant giving up so much and putting all her trust in him. Was she ready for that … to make such a decision? She wasn’t sure.
‘Let’s have another drink to celebrate us!’ he said, calling the waiter over.
Erin sipped at a glass of Le Cave’s sparkling wine as Luke excitedly talked about his potential move to London. She was just being stupid and pathetic. The most gorgeous, perfect guy she had ever met had just asked her to move in with him, for the two of them to become a pair, live together, build their careers together and become a proper couple, take that big step on the path towards marriage and a lifetime together.
‘Erin, you are listening to what I was saying about you registering with some of the big recruitment agencies and coming over and setting up job interviews, and we can try and find an apartment to rent?’
‘Of course. It’s just that I wasn’t expecting it and my mind is racing all over the place.’
‘Everything will be fine,’ he promised, kissing her. ‘Being together – that’s the important thing.’
Back at the hotel, as she curled up in his arms, she convinced herself that this was where she really wanted to be – here with Luke, planning their future, making a life together.
Chapter Eleven
ERIN WOKE TO the sound of the power-shower going in the bathroom. Luke had beaten her to it. They had woken earlier, made love and must both have fallen back asleep. She was just stretching and getting out of bed when a waiter came to the door with breakfast and the
Sunday Times
. She was meeting Lisa in less than an hour, but a big glass of orange juice, a bit of toast and some fresh coffee from the pot was badly needed to help wake her up. Last night had been wonderful, but there had been far too much drink, she thought, as she sat on the bed and helped herself. They’d even hit the champagne in the mini-bar!
‘Hey, leave some breakfast for me!’ teased Luke, appearing wrapped in a towel.
‘I’m just having a bite,’ she laughed, nicking another piece of toast. ‘I’ll be eating with Lisa.’
She watched as he tucked into sausages, bacon and scrambled egg.
‘What are you going to do?’ she quizzed.
‘Damien and I and some of the lads are meeting in Molloy’s Bar later to watch some football, if you want to join us.’
‘I’d prefer to go shopping with Lisa, if that’s okay.’
‘Sure. What about I meet you back here, then, around half five? We can grab something quick to eat together downstairs before you head for the airport.’
‘That sounds great,’ she said, kissing him before taking over the bathroom.
Lisa was sitting in the midday sunshine at an outside table at Bonne Bouche, waiting for her. The place was packed.
‘I booked a table,’ laughed Lisa, as if reading her mind. ‘You have to on Saturdays and Sundays over here.’
Erin hugged her. She missed Lisa and, if she did move over here, having Lisa around would be fantastic.
‘Well, how’s the romantic weekend going?’
‘Great – really great,’ Erin said, embarrassed. ‘In fact, so great that Luke wants me to move in with him.’
‘Yippee!’ yelled Lisa, making heads turn in their direction. ‘I can just see the two of you getting a really fancy place in Dublin.’
‘Over here in London,’ revealed Erin.
‘What?’
‘Luke wants to transfer to work in Hibernian’s office in Canary Wharf and has asked me to move over here too.’
‘Oh Erin,
‘Great.’
Luke was ambitious. She’d always known that. He was the kind of guy that would probably always expect his girlfriend or wife to pack up her tent and follow him, wherever he went in the world, to be his back-up and support. She loved Luke, wanted to be with him, probably even spend the rest of her life with him, but it meant giving up so much and putting all her trust in him. Was she ready for that … to make such a decision? She wasn’t sure.
‘Let’s have another drink to celebrate us!’ he said, calling the waiter over.
Erin sipped at a glass of Le Cave’s sparkling wine as Luke excitedly talked about his potential move to London. She was just being stupid and pathetic. The most gorgeous, perfect guy she had ever met had just asked her to move in with him, for the two of them to become a pair, live together, build their careers together and become a proper couple, take that big step on the path towards marriage and a lifetime together.
‘Erin, you are listening to what I was saying about you registering with some of the big recruitment agencies and coming over and setting up job interviews, and we can try and find an apartment to rent?’
‘Of course. It’s just that I wasn’t expecting it and my mind is racing all over the place.’
‘Everything will be fine,’ he promised, kissing her. ‘Being together – that’s the important thing.’
Back at the hotel, as she curled up in his arms, she convinced herself that this was where she really wanted to be – here with Luke, planning their future, making a life together.
Chapter Eleven
ERIN WOKE TO the sound of the power-shower going in the bathroom. Luke had beaten her to it. They had woken earlier, made love and must both have fallen back asleep. She was just stretching and getting out of bed when a waiter came to the door with breakfast and the
Sunday Times
. She was meeting Lisa in less than an hour, but a big glass of orange juice, a bit of toast and some fresh coffee from the pot was badly needed to help wake her up. Last night had been wonderful, but there had been far too much drink, she thought, as she sat on the bed and helped herself. They’d even hit the champagne in the mini-bar!
‘Hey, leave some breakfast for me!’ teased Luke, appearing wrapped in a towel.
‘I’m just having a bite,’ she laughed, nicking another piece of toast. ‘I’ll be eating with Lisa.’
She watched as he tucked into sausages, bacon and scrambled egg.
‘What are you going to do?’ she quizzed.
‘Damien and I and some of the lads are meeting in Molloy’s Bar later to watch some football, if you want to join us.’
‘I’d prefer to go shopping with Lisa, if that’s okay.’
‘Sure. What about I meet you back here, then, around half five? We can grab something quick to eat together downstairs before you head for the airport.’
‘That sounds great,’ she said, kissing him before taking over the bathroom.
Lisa was sitting in the midday sunshine at an outside table at Bonne Bouche, waiting for her. The place was packed.
‘I booked a table,’ laughed Lisa, as if reading her mind. ‘You have to on Saturdays and Sundays over here.’
Erin hugged her. She missed Lisa and, if she did move over here, having Lisa around would be fantastic.
‘Well, how’s the romantic weekend going?’
‘Great – really great,’ Erin said, embarrassed. ‘In fact, so great that Luke wants me to move in with him.’
‘Yippee!’ yelled Lisa, making heads turn in their direction. ‘I can just see the two of you getting a really fancy place in Dublin.’
‘Over here in London,’ revealed Erin.
‘What?’
‘Luke wants to transfer to work in Hibernian’s office in Canary Wharf and has asked me to move over here too.’
‘Oh Erin,
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