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staring at him, his icy blue eyes devouring him. Having Duncan’s undivided attention sent a jolt of awareness rushing through his veins. Thomas slowed down, giving Duncan a little show. He tossed the towel over the chair and picked up the long-sleeved T-shirt and put it on.
    Thomas dropped down into the overstuffed leather chair. “Thank you. I really appreciate you allowing me to stay here.”
    “You’re welcome.”
    He tried to look away from Duncan, but it was impossible. How could he? Duncan was his mate. This was the man he was supposed to spend the rest of his life with. He would mourn the loss later when he had time to feel his heart shatter into tiny pieces. Thomas pushed all of his natural instincts away. Right now, Thomas had a job to do.
    “ Tá tú an- dathúil .” You are very handsome.
    A slow smile spread across Duncan’s lips. “ Angus t á tú iomlán de surprises .” And you are full of surprises .
    “ Tá mé cúpla .” I’ve got a few.
    Duncan chuckled. “When did you arrive in Ireland?”
    “Today.” He didn’t see any reason to lie.
    “Where are you staying?”
    “I don’t know yet.”
    “Where is your luggage?”
    “This trip wasn’t really planned. I needed a break from my life so I ran away from home.”
    “You ran away from home?”
    “Yes, but don’t worry, I’m eighteen. I’m legal.”
    Forcing himself to look away from Duncan, he stared into the fire, watching the flames dance. “You never told me your name.”
    “Duncan Ó Branagáin.”
    “Well, Duncan,” Thomas said with a sigh, “I need to find a place to stay for the night.” It was getting late. He didn’t want to leave his mate’s side, but he didn’t have a choice.
    “Are you hungry?”
    Thomas smiled. “You provide warmth and food?”
    “This is a full-service place.”
    “Then it’s a good thing that you found me.”

Chapter Three

    Duncan Ó Branagáin couldn’t take his eyes off the vision of beauty in front of him. With short copper-colored hair, cornflower blue eyes, and an angelic face, Thomas Doyle was without a doubt the most striking young man Duncan had ever seen. Duncan needed to possess him and not just for a night. He wanted to spend days tasting every inch of Thomas’s skin, exploring and touching. He had to know if the man’s skin was a soft as it looked.
    Glancing toward the bar, he made eye contact with Niall MacLeòid. “Can you bring a bowl of stew to our guest?” Niall was a close friend and ran the day-to-day operation at the pub.
    “Yes, sir.”
    “Why does he call you sir?”
    “I’m the boss.”
    “This is your place?”
    “Yes.”
    Thomas pulled his lower lip into his mouth, gently biting down on the meaty flesh. He was silent for a moment as if mulling something over. “Would you give me a job?”
    “You want to work for me?”
    “I don’t know.” Thomas shrugged his shoulders, trying to appear as though he didn’t care either way, but for some reason, Duncan knew this was important to him. “I’m not sure how long I’m staying. I bought a one-way ticket, and since this trip wasn’t exactly planned out, I don’t have a lot of cash.”
    “I’m sure I could find you something to do.”
    Thomas smiled. “Really?”
    “Do you have any work experience?”
    Thomas shook his head. “I’ve never had a job.”
    “You’ve never had a job?”
    “My parents told me that I didn’t need a job while I was going to school. They told me to focus on getting good grades.”
    Duncan had to remind himself that Thomas was only eighteen. “That’s smart. It sounds like you come from a good family.” Thomas’s smile dropped, his eyes turning sad. It was brief, but Duncan noticed the subtle change. “Are you homesick?”
    “Yeah, I guess I am. I feel a little silly admitting that to you. I left home looking for an adventure, but now, I’m having some doubts.”
    “You’re very brave. Leaving home and going out into the world takes a lot of courage,