Unsettled (Chosen #1) Read Online Free

looking into the bluest eyes I’d ever seen in all my life. They were devastatingly blue. His smile was plastered on and he had the straightest teeth in the room.
    “So, Cian ?” I furrowed my brow at his abrupt departure from the table.
    “ Yes, Cian, a close friend and a good lad,” he said in an equally thick accent.
    “I found him at the bar ,” I said in a rush. “My friend obviously ditched me and I guess he took pity on me.”
    “No . He was just being polite. Not all Irishmen are assholes.” He chuckled as he took a swill off of one of his other friends’ beers and looked back to me. “Cian has a lady back home in Cork. We all go to university there together.” Okay, either Cian was sending mixed signals or I didn’t understand flirting anymore. Either way, it was time to back off Cian. Good to know.
    “Why are you here? I mean, not in this dump of a bar, but in Boston?” I asked as I felt the warm rush of Guinness settling into my stomach.
    “I’m Teagan ,” he said as he stuck out his hand.
    I shook it and slowly . “Teagan.” I sounded it out in like four syllables as I drew it out. He nodded, expressionless.
    “I haven’t ever met a Teagan ,” I said with a smirk.
    “Well, there you go. Now you have ,” he replied, taking another swig.
    My eyes shifted over to the bar while searching for anything to say in th at awkward moment when casual hellos turn into blank space. I wanted to crowd our conversation. It was tough to tell if Teagan wanted the latter, so I gave him an out.
    “I guess I should let you up so you see the show at the bar. You wouldn’t want to miss a Bahston love squat,” I said in the dry accent.
    “Good here , thanks, unless you’re interested in checking it out,” he replied as he looked over me to see his friends at the bar. A delicate touch of his fingers danced across my hand in my lap. I was so shocked at that blatant touch that I turned to face him instinctively.
    That ’s when I was able to take him all in. He wore a red and white striped rugby shirt with another undecipherable emblem on his left chest and khaki pants. I couldn’t see his sneakers but I assumed they were European. Sexy. My heart fluttered a bit. He glanced at me and I took two more swigs of my beer, not remembering I was supposed to be the DD. Darcy was far, far away from my thoughts at that point.
    I turned to face him with one of my legs crossed in front of me to create space between us.
    “ So, Teagan, tell me...You didn’t answer me. Why are you here with your friends in Boston?” I asked, looking pointedly into his eyes.
    Teagan shrugged . “University Cork has a work program that all seniors need to complete. There were many places to choose from.” He counted off on his fingers. “Paris, London, China. Since we’re all good friends, we took a vote and, well, we chose America. I like technical engineering so I’m officially starting to work at Foster, Brown, and Crass on Monday.”
    “Do you get paid?” I asked, taking another drink.
    He laughed softly and nodded his head.
    “Sorry, that was so rude,” I said with a frown. “ It just sounds like an internship to me. You know, work credits for your degree.”
    “Don’t worry. People ask us that a lot ,” he replied, waving his hand in the air dismissively.
    We sat in silence for a long time . I slowly moved my body away from the intimate position with Teagan as I began to look out over the crowd. It was much rowdier than before and I started to really wonder where the other guys had gone off to. I became restless about how alone I felt and I shivered with the thought. Like he was reading my mind, or my body, Teagan grabbed my hand and said, “Come on, let’s play a game of darts and get another pint.”
    Before I could refuse, I was pushed out of the booth . He maneuvered his body to take the lead up to the bar. He gripped onto my hand and squeezed it firmer than I liked. Teagan pulled me back out into the bar and