Irish Gem

Going home

We were walking down 5th Ave in Winter. It was freaking mental but Daniel had made appointments at Louis Vuitton. "What the actual f**k"I was screaming in the back of my head. The clothes I ever got designers was a fake Gucci bag. I bought at the Sunday market, but this was too much, oh how the other half live I thought. We got our personal assistance and was shocked she really knew her s***. She put out about 15 to 20 evening gowns and put them all in the dressing room with a separate side room for Daniel too wait. He was brought a latte and a cupcake. While I tried on all the dresses. Daniel was supposed to be the final say to what he liked, but I just told him no to half of them. I have a hot body and you are not putting me in long sleeves, or frills. “I don't give a **** if you're paying. It's not happening.” I barked at him. “You have to be professional. Your breasts and legs can't be out.” He replied, “My t**s are my best asset next to my brains so I will package the brands as I see fit.” I was not backing down. After going back and forth we arranged on six dresses 2 black, one green one red, one blue and one ivory. They were all shapes, and styles all beautiful in their own way. When we went to the checkout, the bill was over $100,000. I squeaked “Holyshit.” Daniel pinched my elbow, smiled at the cashier. “Please have them sent to the address please,” he said while marching me out of the store, “Daniel no way our you buying me those dresses. That's disgusting amount of money.” I shout. “Awh, would you behave yourself, would you?” He tried to be doing his Belfast accent, I just pissed myself laughing. “You're such a d**k” I laught. “Lovely after spending that much on you and you call me a d**k,” he said raising an eyebrow. “If you bought me flowers from the grocery store I would jump your bones, but you spend that on six bloody dresses you get called a d***.” I said sarcastically as I could. “Good to know, how easy it's going to be to have you all over me,” he smirks. Oh, he wants to play games. Bring it on.

“Honey, you know there is nothing easy about me,” giving him a sexy look and looking him up and down. Well, Daniel went red in the face and stormed off, “Stop, eye f*****g Miss Patterson. We have shopping to do.” I thought I was going to piss myself laughing. He walked back to me and linked my arm. We walked along linking arms and talking about the old buildings and the architecture. Another interest of mine. We arrived at the next shop. Again, he arranged another private dressing room and a personal shopper. This was easy because everything I need it here was office meeting wear, so a few nice jumpsuits, jackets, some Blazers as Daniel keep calling them. A couple of pencil skirts and trousers (pants), three fitted suit dresses, four blouses and a couple of tops and other things. Daniel loved taking the mick out of my description of clothing. “It's like you made up words.” He laughs. Like a “T shirt a T-shirt, not a ******* Tee. A Tee is what you put in the under a golf ball and tea is what you drink”. I argued. This went on most of the day after spending another large fortune of me. I decided to buy him dinner. “Hell no, not after you tried to buy me salmonella from a street vendor.” He looked scared and worried. “It’s was e-coli, get it right.” I chuckled, “No, I'll take you somewhere that you have more than a three-star rating,” I smiled. “Five stars, and I'll buy the drink,” he negotiated. During dinner at a beautiful restaurant we laughed, joked with each other. The food was divine and the waitress was called ‘Apple’ which Daniel warded me to not say anything. It was hard she was named after fruit it near killed me not to take the piss. During dinner my phone started vibrating under the table, “What's going on?” Daniel asked. “It's the guys there at Mc Flannigan’s. They waiting on me there. It's my birthday on Tuesday and they want to start the celebrations.” “Let's go,” he said. “No, I'm enjoying myself. I just want to talk crap with you. I don't want to get drunk. God knows who’s bed I’d wake up in.” I laugh. “Well, if I go with you, I'll make sure if you’ve going to wake up beside anyone it will be me.” He winked. “You wish hotshot.” I laughed at his flirting. “Come on, let your friends, your New York family, let them spoil you,” he added. “Any excuse to get me into bed. Mr O'Connell.” I laughed. He did blush a bit, but I know it was best just to laugh it off.

We got a car back to my apartment. All my new clothes had been sent to Daniel’s apartment, for Lily to sort out and wash my new underwear, which I thought in one of the bags. Well, Daniel was paying, so, of course in for a penny in for a pound. I ran into my flat and got changed into clean clothes quickly and got washed. Daniel already looked nice in his dark green shirt and blue jeans. The beard was clipped nice and neat with his hair brushback. He was sexy, and I liked hanging out with him because he had an Irish upbringing in Boston. So, it was nice, to hang with one of his own. We went to MC Flanigan's. Sinead was already on the bar dancing, Paddy was confessing his undying love to Roisin and Sean was having ever woman stroke his legs, which he kept them shaven from Halloween. Sean has been mad about his man scaping now. Me and Daniel were a bit tipsy and decided on a pint to keep ourselves levelheaded, but once we were spotted, Sean ordered rounds of shots. This was going to get messy. We dance, we drank, we kissed, what? And it was Daniel too. We met each other coming back from the ladies. All I remember thinking is that this was ‘one sexy man’, but I didn't think I said it out loud. Before I know it, I've been pushed against the wall and was kissing me hard and passionate. He stopped placing his forehead against mine. “I'm sorry, I'm going to get my driver to bring you girls home. I'm going to get a Cab, before I do something really stupid,” he said in a whisper. I agree. I didn't think I could control myself not with the mount of drink. I had a real desire for Daniel. I need distance and so does he. Now we are controlling ourselves is beyond me at this point.

Daniels POV.

Monday morning, I couldn't wait to go back to work after leaving Em on Saturday night. It took everything I had in me to leave her. I know I'm not a big drinker, but it really is getting hard drinking in her company. The things I would love to do to her was driving me insane. I didn't even think that way about Chloe. After shopping trip and dinner out felt like we were like a real couple. I know I’m her boss and she is leaving in six months. But I'm going to enjoy as much time with her as possible. Lacey, brought me my coffee and schedule and boarding passes for me and Em as we were flying to California on Wednesday for the start of the merger. “Where Em” I asked Lacey. “She called, she running late, something about trying to kick Roisin boyfriend out,” She pause, “I don't tell you that part. OK,” she smiled. “I'm here, I'm here,” Em shouting from the elevator. “Nice of you to join us this morning. Miss Patterson.” I sniggered at her trying to stop myself from laughing at her panic. “I'm so sorry, boss. What did the mess,” she sat in front of me with her bag and all started changing her shoes. Lacey and I just laughed. “She's all yours,” lacey giggles as she leave my office. “What's happening.” Em smiles. How can I be mad at her, She’s just was too funny. “So early birthday present for you just arrived.” I said holding up the schedule. “Tell me, tell me,” she jumped up at the end of her seat like a child. “OK, the biggest news first is we're flying to Dublin on the 8th of January and then flying back from Belfast on the 12th.” “You said I could stay at home with my mom and family for a week’s holiday.” “Sorry I will be flying back on the 12th. You will be flying first class on the 20th.” I smiled at her. Well, if she wasn't like a kid on Christmas morning before she was now. She was jumping up and down and then started crying. “What's wrong?” I ran round the table and hugged her. “I am just so happy I’m finally going home for a bit. I just missed my family so much.” She sobs into my shoulder as I wrap my arms around her. I can feel it getting wet from her tears. Man, this girl was so full of love, it really rubbed off on me. After she calmed down, we went back to the planner. It didn't matter to her what was on the schedule, she just needed to know when she was going home.

“So, the bad news is you're going to spend your birthday with me at my place. Her face dropped, “Why,” she said. Feeling her panic as if this was a set up again after kissing her on Saturday night. “Calm, your knickers,” I used one of her sayings not even going to do it in her accent because she will take the Mickey out of me. “We're flying to California at 5 AM On Wednesday morning. When we arrived we are straight into the distillery for our long meeting before we even get to the hotel. Then we our there until Sunday. We have a mask bold to attend on the Friday night hosted by one of our shareholders to celebrate the future plans and success that business as well as a charity do. As you know, these wealthy people like to host these big parties. So they our putting on a charity to do, to draw good character and then we will finish with the sale.” “Well, if that's the reason I have to stay at your sure, why not,” She winks at me. She really is a tease.

Em’s POV.

It's Tuesday, my birthday and I can't even celebrate it as I have to be in bed early if I’m to survive this business trip ahead. Daniel did pay for me, Sean, Sinead and Roisin to go out for lunch but no drinking. And he said it to us like we were still living with our mother’s. After work I got into Daniel's car and headed to his place. It is massive open planned lounge dining area. The kitchen to the side with a long hallway with what looked like ten doors off it. With wall to ceiling glass windows looking out over Manhattan beautiful city. But it was so impersonal, I miss my own apartment. It was warm and homely. “This place has no personality,” I said without caring. “Thanks, I try my best not to have color in my life,” he says sarcastically back. I can tell he did not appreciate my comments. So I just ignored it. “Our you hungry?” He asked, “Not really. The lunch was lovely. Thank you.” I smiled. “Well, how about some wine and birthday cake.” He turned around with a candle on a big cupcake. “Oh, I love you. This is amazing.” I screamed Daniel froze, I just ignored him, he was being weird. I blew out the candle, made a wish and poured the wine, “Slainte” I cheered our glasses with the biggest smile on my face. “What's wrong with your face?" I asked Daniel, still looking weird. “You love me,” He said wide eyed. “Oh, wise up it's a figure of speech I'm just really grateful to you for making this special. So much love, thought and kindness. OK,” I kissed his cheek and he relax. “I haven't declared my undying love for you.” I smiled sipping my wine, “Yet, you mean yet?” He winks. “Feck off,” I laugh and he joins me. “Oh, that might be sooner than you think,” he warns me.