Chapter 14

He followed Arik back to the counter, smiling at Noah when they were introduced. “You work at the Irish Rose.”

“Worked. Arik just hired me on here. Or at least I think he did.” Noah glanced at Arik, getting an affirmative nod.

“Nice.” Robin dropped down on another stool, resting his elbows on the counter while he studied Noah.

Feeling uncomfortable under his scrutiny, Noah turned his attention to the menu. “You’re right, is it pretty basic. A nice change from all the fancy stuff the other local restaurants put out.”

“You don’t like fancy food?” Robin asked.

Noah shrugged. “It’s okay…occasionally. I guess if I’m going to be honest it has more to do with not being too excited about mingling with the tourists than anything else. That’s why I do most of my eating at home. I hope, when it comes right down to it, that this place doesn’t end up being another destination restaurant for them.”

“It won’t be,” Arik stated firmly.

“You can’t be sure of that.”