The wheels on the week go round and round… Here it is Wednesday once more. I sweare time is racing but according to Google, the Earth has not sped up. The good news is, today’s snippet won last week’s Thursday Threads flash fiction challenge. It also got me 250 new words on the WIP. The prompt is: **“I’ll admit, it’s not ideal.”** This little scene comes sort of in the middle of what’s left to write before The End. I think. And yes there’s stuff that happens before the opening line though I haven’t gotten there yet. By the time I do, I’ll have it figured out. Hopefully. 
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“I’ll admit, it’s not ideal.” Maura scrubbed at her forehead with the heel of her hand. She was so damn tired. Her mind blanked for a moment. How long had it been since she’d slept? Far too long.
“I see no other solution.”
She studied the gray haired man on the other side of the desk. She’d heard stories about Brian “Boru” O’Hara. He was handsome in a hewned way. Usually, the word rough was used with that word. She wondered how many people knew that hewned actually meant rough. Her brain skipped a beat. Wow. She desperately needed a nap but these were dangerous times and she was negotiating with a dangerous opponent. Except he wasn’t exactly. Life was strange now. Allies were not to be trusted and enemies were now friends with shared goals.
“Ms. Brannigan?”
Maura glanced up. She’d drifted again. “I apologize, Mr. O’Hara.”
“For what? You’re drivin’ on fumes, girl. I’ll have a room made up for you.”
“No need for that, Brian.”
She didn’t turn around. She knew exactly who stood in the doorway. Her heart started to gallop when he stopped behind her chair. Maura almost groaned when one hands settled on her neck and his magic fingers began to knead her muscles. Her eyes drifted shut as the men’s voices floated around her.
“Take her home, boyo. We need her at full capacity when it all goes down.”
“Aye. We do. Are you sure about this?
“I am, Ronan. You know what to do.”
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Anybody wanna guess what’s going to happen next? Let me know because I don’t have a clue! 😜 Happy Hump Day!
Silver James 
Another good one this morning, m’dear. Squee! I can’t wait to read all these snippets together.
I have no clue what’s next, but I just woke up and I have the stupid. Can’t brain. Need more coffee. Happy Hump Day! Thus begins the slow descent into weekend. ;o)
If coffee will get us to noon, we can start the downhill slide… 😀
I am loving this little snippets. Thank you, Silver. Hope you are doing well today.
Maybe someone tries to ambush them on the way to Ronan’s place and Maura saves the day?
Glad you’re enjoying the snippets. Once I hit that part of the story, Maura and Ronan–or maybe Brian will be the instigator of what’s to come. Only Iffy knows, silly Muse that she is. *bwahaha*
Gonna be good
I hope so! 🤞🏼