I did my best to ignore the onslaught of giggles and stares from the receptionist and the other ladies as Marsh and I entered Rose Village. blushing furiously as I showed Marsh where to sign in and left to clock myself in and get my badge.
Titters and more giggling met me as I stepped back into the lobby. I raised my brows as I found Marsh standing near the desk, looking uncomfortable yet trying to be polite to the surrounding women.
“Are you really from Ireland?” one asked.
“That accent!” another sighed.
“I love your beard,” Stacey beamed as she reached her hand toward Marsh’s face. “Can I touch it?”
I cleared my throat loudly, watching as Marsh jerked away from Stacey.
“Juliet,” he breathed, his eyes wide with what looked like relief. “I was just...uh …”
“Uh huh,” I muttered, nodd
