Riding Irish
“Ronan laid bed as the sun broke across the horizon, casting golden rays through the tiny window. He hadn’t been able to sleep at all. Nothing was keeping him awake except for his growing desire to feel the bike beneath him once again. This wasn’t a new phenomenon. He looked at the sleeping woman beside him. It took entirely too long to remember her name. Natalie? Nadia? It was definitely something with an ‘N’. He’d met her in a pub the night before. Like so many before her, she’d been attracted... to his rough appearance and to the aura of danger that seemed to follow him. That allure had served Ronan well for years, but it had all become a routine.
Most nights were the same. When the day’s business was finished, Ronan would find himself at one of Dublin’s uncountable pubs and bars. Wherever he ended up, he knew things would be the same. Somewhere in the pub, an attractive woman would be staring at him. For Ronan, it wasn’t a matter of seeking these women out, but one of allowing himself to be found.MoreLess
Most nights were the same. When the day’s business was finished, Ronan would find himself at one of Dublin’s uncountable pubs and bars. Wherever he ended up, he knew things would be the same. Somewhere in the pub, an attractive woman would be staring at him. For Ronan, it wasn’t a matter of seeking these women out, but one of allowing himself to be found.MoreLess
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