Irish Vacation

Chapter sixteen

Roxie was laying on her bed, editing this weeks video. She chuckled at a terrible joke she had made and jotted down some notes, pushing her glasses up her nose. She heard the front door open and a short while later Eoin flopped on the bed next to her.
He pulled the hem of her shirt up and kissed her lower back a few times. "Hey gorgeous." He moved up and put one on her cheek, then flopped next to her.
"Hey, I'm almost done, I promise."
"That's fine." He propped his head on his arms and watched her work, and his eyes slowly drooped shut.
Roxie finished ten minutes later and gently shook Eoin's shoulder. He opened his eyes and smiled, stretching then sitting up.
"How was work." She asked, brushing his hair back.
"Good, but there's something we need to talk about."
"Oh? Is it a bad something?" She asked, sitting next to him.
He sighed, "It's a complicated something. We're doing a lot of filming in New Mexico for this season. Enough that I'll have to stay there."
"Well, That kind of sucks." Her shoulders sagged a little.
"I thought about in the car. I could come back every weekend, you could come visit me when ever you want."
Roxie smiled, "We'll make it work. It'll be great. It's for a bit."
He smiled back and kissed her forehead.