Page 35 of To Hell With It
‘His T-shirt,’ Niall said bluntly.
I felt my cheeks burn again.
‘Jack’s gone now, anyway.’
‘Got what he needed then?’ Niall looked behind me to the front door as if he could see Jack beyond it.
‘What’s that supposed to mean?’
Niall shrugged and it made my blood boil.
‘It wasn’t just sex,’ I snapped.
‘What was it then?’
‘We spent time together.’
‘Doing what?’
‘We went to the quiz.’
‘You drank through the quiz.’
‘And we walked up Slievenamon,’ I lied.
Niall raised his eyebrows and I wanted to hit him.
‘He packed a picnic for us and everything, olives, the lot.’
‘Uh-huh.’
‘God, you’re being an eejit. Just because your dad died doesn’t mean you can be a twat.’ I should have felt bad, but I didn’t, I just felt angry.
‘Well, I’m sure he’ll call you every day,’ Niall said sarcastically.
‘I’m seeing him again actually,’ I said before I could think about what I was saying.
‘Really.’
‘Yes.’
‘You’ll have to remember the time difference with video calls.’
‘No need,’ I said smugly.
‘Why’s that?’
‘Because I’m going to New Zealand.’
ChapterTwenty-One
‘Ican’t go.’
‘Yes, you can,’ Una said. ‘And now’s the perfect time, Jack wants to see you, and they don’t even need you at the shop now that Niall will take up Mr O’Callaghan’s hours.’
‘Yes, they do.’
‘You could go for a whole year if you wanted, there are visas you can get.’
