Chapter 25
Liam spent his days on the truck with Rosa, who was a constant reminder of how much he missed Carmen. Rosa was a good employee, but she wasn’t Carmen. And Carmen had yet to respond to any of his texts.
So he spent his evenings at O’Leary’s drinking far more than he should. He sat on the same stool he’d taken up residence on for the past week, and Ryan stared at him.
“You go nearly a whole year without stepping foot in here, now you’re practically moving in. What’s up?” As he spoke, he poured a beer for Liam.
Liam filled his lungs, unsure if he could even talk about it. His chest hurt with the pain of missing Carmen. He swallowed a gulp of Guinness to ease his throat.
“I know that look. It’s woman trouble.”
“What do you know about it?”
“Nothing that’s worth having is easy.
