What A Feeling

After landing at the Dublin airport, they make their way to the rental car. Once on their way, Niall says. “I hope you don’t mind that I rented us a house, just seemed more private than a hotel.”
Becca smiles. “No, it sounds like a great idea. I’m sorry I’ve been so busy at work these last couple days.”
Niall grins. ”It’s alright, I understand. Besides, I’ll have you all to myself for a few days.”
Becca smiles, blushing. “It’s so beautiful and green here.”
“The house is a little outside of the city; a nice, quiet area.”
A short time later, they pull up to the house.
“Niall, this is amazing.”
It’s fairly large, the outside has a country aesthetic; no other houses nearby. They walk to the back. Beyond the large fenced yard is a field that appears to go on forever.
“What do you think?” Niall asks.
“It’s incredible. I’ve never seen grass so green.”
He grins. “Come on, let’s check out the inside.”
The house is large, without being obnoxious. A comfortable living room, a fancier sitting room. It has a professional kitchen. The largest bedroom has a balcony overlooking the backyard.
“You take this one, B.”
“Are you sure, Niall? I don’t mind taking a smaller bedroom.”
“No, Darling, you take this one.” He walks towards the door, turning back briefly. “Maybe you’ll let me visit though.” He winks and heads out the door.

Once Becca has had a chance to recover from that wink, and they’ve unpacked, she asks Niall if they can take a walk.
“Sure, Darling.”
They venture into the backyard, through the gate, to the large field.
“It’s a beautiful day.” Becca says.
“It is. I’m really happy you asked me to join you, B.”
“I’m glad you agreed to come. I was pretty nervous about asking you.”
“You were? B, you don’t ever have to be nervous to ask me anything. You know why?”
She smiles shyly. “Why?”
“I can’t deny you anything, so the answer will always be yes.”
She’s looking in his eyes, so flustered that she doesn’t see the large tree branch lying there. Tripping over it, she falls to the ground.
“B, you alright?” Niall helps her up.
“It’s ok, I’m tough.”
Niall looks into her eyes. “I know you are. I love that about you. It’s extremely attractive.”
Becca smiles. “Thanks for helping me.”
“Always, Darling. You sure you’re alright?”
She nods.
Niall takes her hand, entwining their fingers. They continue to walk for some time. The conversation consists of a comparison of their childhoods; growing up in Ireland, compared to California.
On the way back to the house, Niall suggests they have dinner at a local pub.

Becca changes into fresh jeans, and a fitted baseball jersey.
Niall waits for her at the bottom of the stairs, wearing dark jeans, and a blue henley. Lifting his head as he senses movement at the top of the stairs, his breath catching.
Damn, she’s beautiful. I hope I can behave myself. We’ve come so far, I don’t want to scare her off.
“B, you look amazing.”
She laughs. “Thanks, it’s just a baseball jersey though.”
Niall smirks. “I’ve never seen a baseball player fill out a jersey quite like that.”
She smiles.
He turns towards the door, Becca grabbing his hand, pulling him back.
“Remember how I said you could kiss me as often as you’d like on this trip? We’ve been here awhile and you haven’t kissed me once.”
Niall grins, his eyes darkening. “You want me to kiss you?”
“Very much.”
He moves in slowly, wrapping his arms around her waist. At first his lips lightly touch hers, the sweetest of kisses. Then the kiss becomes more aggressive. He tugs at her bottom lip as he pulls back.
“Better?” he asks.
She grins. “Much.”

Once at the pub, Niall takes her hand, holding it on his thigh, under the table.
Several people there know Niall, coming over to say hi.
“Wow, you’re quite popular, Mr. Horan.” Becca says with a grin.
“Well, I am a bit of a legend in these parts, ya know.” Niall teases.
“I can see why, you’re pretty legendary.” She grins.
“Oh, Darling, you haven’t even experienced the best part yet.” Niall winks, squeezing her hand.
She looks down, blushing.
He moves in to whisper in her ear. “You look beautiful when you blush.”
Becca moves her chair closer to his, laying her head on his shoulder.
He wraps his arm around her, resting his head gently against hers.
“I could stay like this forever, B.”

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