Anna's four-year relationship with her boyfriend, Jeremy, abruptly ends, and Anna is convinced by her best friend Libby to try her luck on a dating app called 'Swiper'. An Anna/Declan story. No relation to the events of the movie Leap Year (2010), just using the characters for an alternate universe story.

NOTE: I will be changing up the POV's in this story and to make it clear when that POV changes, they will be separated by this: ~ISR~?~ISR~ (The person's POV will be the name of that character in place of the ?)

BIG THANKS TO SHAWNA FOR YOUR EDITING HELP!

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to these characters, just borrowing them from the 2010 Movie, "Leap Year". Starring Matthew Goode and Amy Adams.


I Swiped Right

CHAPTER ELEVEN

~ISR~

It had been one month since Aimee started working at the Caragh, and it was now the end of April. She did the work but Anna was getting irritated at her constant need to touch Declan. The sad part was, Declan didn't even seem to notice it, or care. She shared her frustrations with Libby, and that's where Anna found herself that Saturday in April. She and Libby were at the Café down from her apartment building, having a quiet lunch.

"So, she makes a point of looking to see if you're watching when she touches him?" Libby posed and Anna nodded her head in confirmation.

"Now that the renovations are under way for the B&B rooms, I'm there a lot more, and Declan and I have this sort of routine." She began.

"What sort of routine?" Libby urged, picking the croutons out of her salad.

"Well, in the morning, I end up seeing Shawna at the realtor's office I work for, checking in on projects and what not, then I head to the pub where Declan and I have lunch together with my Dad, while we go over what needs to be done that day." Anna began, sipping from her coffee.

"So, it's a day by day plan you've worked up?"

"Yes, and it's working well. Then for the afternoon, I'm helping out in the room that's our focus, be it painting, or directing what needs to be addressed and so on. Declan's in the kitchen during this time as Eoghan covers the dinner shift. So, really, Aimee has limited access to him at this time." She confirmed.

"It's when he's back at the bar then?" Libby queried.

"Yes. I come down after I know Dad and the other work help that's been hired knows what needs to be done. I sit at the bar by Declan, at the end and I'm usually going over the budget, and checking to make sure we haven't gone over. At some point, Declan and I share dinner together at the bar, as much as he can while still serving customers." Anna went on.

"Go on." Libby urged, turning her attention to her dry ribs.

"Well, it's a rule that the servers order their drinks from the bar, so Declan, Alec and sometimes Colin are filling those. But Aimee always, always has to get them from Declan, even if he's busy already, and, when she does, she makes a point of looking at me to see if I'm watching, and rubs her hand along his bicep, and says, 'Thanks Dec!'," She announced in irritation.

"He's clueless about what she's doing?" Libby asked.

"He doesn't notice. Then when he comes over in a break in customers to try to eat his dinner with me, all I have to do is touch his forearm, and he touches me in some way in return. Always."

"I think I know why he's not recognizing Aimee's so-called efforts to get his attention." Libby began.

"Explain then please." Anna laughed gently, pushing her now empty plate to the side.

"He's in love with you, so of course he has an immediate reaction to your touch." She started. "But he has no romantic interest in her, it's all purely platonic for him and so he doesn't recognize it as her flirting."

"I guess so. I just wish he'd tell her to stop." Anne declared.

"Clearly, but have you told him?" Libby laughed.

"No, I feel like if I do, I'm telling him who can work at his bar." Anna explained.

"It's sexual harassment on her end, so I think if you told him, he'd make sure to stop it."

Anna and Libby finished lunch before they both headed to the Caragh. It was the end of the month as well and Declan was expecting their monthly shipment that evening, which meant Anna would be heading home early without him. Although they did have an evening routine that she really liked.

There were a lot of nights where Declan would have to work until closing, and so Anna would be at home by 10:00PM and in bed, but there was an unspoken promise that when he did come home, he'd wake her so they could cuddle up and then go back to sleep. It was her favourite time with him, alone in the seclusion and privacy of their bedroom.

~ISR~Libby~ISR~

When Anna and I got to the Caragh, she went in search of Declan, while I sat at the bar, and ordered a glass of wine.

"Hey, Alec." I greeted.

"Hi Libby." He smiled, side-eyeing a woman at the end of the bar.

"Is that Aimee?" I whispered to him. He nodded in the affirmative.

"I don't like her. She's sneaky and manipulative." He confessed.

"So, I've heard." I nodded. "Can I ask you something?" I posed to Alec.

"Of course," He replied, leaning closer.

"Do you notice her being touchy at all?" I posed.

"Yes, but not with everyone." He began. "Only Declan." He confirmed in a whisper.

"I thought so. He doesn't care or notice it, does he?" I offered.

"Not at all." He smiled, moving to help another customer.

Sipping at my wine, I heard a woman greet 'Aimee', and listened in to their conversation. I almost spat out my wine when I overheard what Aimee said to her friend.

"So, tonight is inventory, and I'm going to meet him in the stock room. He says he can do it alone, but really?" She teased.

Her friend just laughed. "Are you going to make your move then?"

"I'm going to get him flat on his back tonight. Trust me. Little miss thing heads home around 9:00PM anyway." Aimee called as the little bitch, cackled in laughter.

I bit my tongue to stop from bitch slapping the whore. The issue I was facing was whether or not to tell Declan, Anna or both of them. After a short time thinking it over, I felt Declan should be the one to know.

Slipping from my seat at the bar, I saw Anna and she signalled she was running upstairs to check on her Dad and the fifth bedroom and its progress. I used that opportunity to slip into the kitchen. Declan saw me right away and waved me over.

"Hey, Libby, Anna's upstairs." He stated.

"I know, I saw her pass by, she let me know. I'm here because I just overheard something, and it's concerning to me." I began, keeping my voice low so as not to draw the attention of the other kitchen staff.

"Concerning how?" he posed, keeping his voice low as well, as he continued cutting vegetables and arranging orders.

"Someone plotting against you and Anna." I clarified.

"Who?" He asked in confusion.

"Aimee." I stated, softer than I had been whispering.

"She was probably just joking." He dismissed.

"I really don't think so, Declan." I retorted.

"What did she say?" He posed, leaning on his forearms a little closer to me.

"That she was going to get you 'flat on your back' tonight in the store room, while you two do 'inventory'," I stated, trying to convey how serious I thought this situation was.

"Libby, come on, really?" He replied.

"It's true Declan."

"I'll keep it in mind and stay on guard. Does that help?" He offered.

"I guess it's going to have to. I don't need her hurting Anna, any more than she's already been hurt over the last few months." I finished, leaving him to his work.

~ISR~Anna~ISR~

Libby stayed at the bar while I went to say a quick 'hello' to Declan.

"Hi, Love!" he greeted, a bright smile on his face when I entered the kitchen.

"Hi. I missed you." I simpered, wrapping my arms around his waist as he leaned down to kiss me.

"I missed you too. Did you guys do any shopping?" He added.

"No, not yet, just lunch. I wanted to check in with Dad and the latest room first. It's near here anyway, about two blocks up." I finished. "She's making a final decision on the bridesmaid and maid of honour dresses." I added, leaning up for one more kiss.

"They're having quite a big to-do for their weddin' aren't they?" He queried, as he his ran his hands along my back and down, cupping my behind and pulling me against him.

"Dec, there are people watching." I admonished with a giggle.

"They don't care, they know yer my girl." He smiled, as his lips found mine again.

"I should go, check on Dad and then go for the dress fitting." I whined, reluctantly pulling away. "I left Libby waiting." I added, as he kissed me one more time, taking my top lip between his.

"Are ya going to have dinner with Libby too? Or can I claim you for that?" He smiled sweetly.

"I'll meet you here for dinner. I know you have to work late with the inventory, and I want to spend some time with you, when conscious and not just in bed." I smiled.

He kissed me one more time before I left him in the kitchen and headed out to check on the new room's progress. I passed Libby and let her know before heading up the stairs. Everything was just fine and they were ahead of schedule. Dad was doing really well and impressing me and Declan both. He really enjoyed the work, and even said he felt like he was finally a part of a family once more. Not searching for something to fill that void. After a shared hug and few tears, I met Libby downstairs and she convinced me to have a glass of wine before we did the dress fittings. We were also meeting her three bridesmaids, Heather, Erika and Sonia.

"I asked Alec to pour me your favourite Chardonnay and it's great, so you're having one too." She demanded. I smiled at her and sat next to her as she described the dress, she had picked out for me to wear as her maid of honour.

"It's a lovely plum purple colour. Strapless, and goes just past the knee, cinched at the waist and a little form fitting but not tight. The style will look gorgeous on you." She finished

"I like that it goes past the knee. Even if a summer wedding, I like length." I stated, as we finished our wine.

We said goodbye to Alec and walked the two blocks up to the dress shop.

We greeted the girls and the tailor had us all go into dressing rooms to try them on. Mine fit perfectly, except for the hem. It was about two inches too long. The others had to get the straps adjusted. The only difference between my dress and theirs was the straps and theirs had a square neckline, whereas mine had a sweetheart neckline.

"Anna! It looks amazing on you!" Libby gushed.

"Why is mine different, by the way?"

"Because you're the maid of honour, there's always some little difference in the maid of honour's dress and I like you strapless, you have great shoulders!" She complimented.

After almost three hours of dress fittings amongst the four of us, we parted ways and Libby walked back to the Caragh with me.

"I need to tell you something, Anna." She confessed.

I listened as we walked and she divulged what she overheard Aimee say at the bar earlier. She informed me that she told Declan, when I had gone up to check on the room. He didn't, not believe her, but didn't think much of it either.

"He's blind to it, I swear. But I trust him Libby." I explained.

"I know you do, and so do I, but I don't trust that girl. She's manipulative!" Libby spat.

"Inventory, tonight right?" She asked for confirmation.

"Yes." I clarified. "Do you really think she's going to try something?" I asked worriedly. My mind running amok with crazy, insecure ideas.

"Of course, she's going to Anna. But I really hope Declan screams bloody murder when she does."

I waited until Libby got in a cab in front of the Caragh and headed back inside. Not sure whether or not to ask Declan about Aimee and her comments.

~ISR~Declan~ISR~

"Order's up!" I hollered, placing the next two dishes up, to be delivered. I saw Aimee pop up in front of the window.

"Thanks Dec!" She called. I really disliked that she referred to me as 'Dec', that was Anna's name for me. I shook my head in irritation and continued on when I saw Eoghan enter the kitchen.

"Hey mate, it's been pretty steady all afternoon." I greeted. "Likely gonna be a busy night." I explained as he put on his apron.

"The best kind of night, time goes by quicker." He stated. "Hey, can I talk to you real quick, out of ear shot of the others?" He added.

"Aye, of course. Is there something wrong?" I posed as we moved to the back of the kitchen.

"Yes, and no." He replied mysteriously, before adding. "That new server you have, Aimee?" He posed.

"Aye. What about her?" I urged, crossing my arms in confusion.

"She's up to something, Decco, and it involves you. I overheard her just now in the staff room. She was on her phone." Eoghan continued.

"This is the second time today that someone has warned me that she's up to something. So, what did ya hear?"

"Basically, she's waiting until Anna leaves for the night, and plans to seduce you when you do the inventory. So, maybe take Alec with you?" He suggested.

"No, I'll do it alone. And if she tries something, she's out on her ass." I explained.

"Well the kitchen's not far from the store room, so if something happens, yell for help. I'm serious Decco." He urged.

"What, like a safe word?" I laughed. He looked at me in all seriousness and nodded his head.

"Have you really not noticed the things Aimee's been doing, especially to Anna?" I was shocked at this, and I know Libby mentioned it, but I really didn't have any idea.

"What's she doing? It was mentioned to me earlier by someone else, but I really haven't seen it." I confessed.

"Decco, every time she has to order drinks, she only ever asks you at the bar, even if you're busy with another order and Alec or Colin are right there. When she does ask, she always fucking touches you, man. But she makes sure Anna is watching when she does! She also refers to you as 'Dec', only Anna ever calls you that." He whisper-shouted.

"I feel like an ass, I haven't noticed her touching me, not at all." I replied, rubbing my hands over my face in irritation. "I really do hate that she calls me 'Dec' too." I admitted. "Thanks, for telling me. I'm going to have dinner with Anna." I added, clapping him on the back and moving to leave.

"Don't talk to her about it here, not with Aimee in listening distance." He suggested.

"Right. Thanks mate." I finished as he began the dinner shift and I cleaned up.

Out near the bar, Anna sat at her regular stool, a glass of her favourite Chardonnay in front of her as she perused the menu.

"Hi, darlin'." I cooed in her ear from behind, wrapping my arms around her waist.

"Hi. Are you done early? It's not quite 6:00PM yet." She noted.

"Eoghan let me off the hook early." I smiled. "Come with me," I added, taking her hand.

"Where are we going?" She posed.

"A proper dinner, just you and me, at a private table in the back." I confirmed.

"Who's going to be our server?" She asked worriedly and that's when I knew. She really was bothered by Aimee and I was an ass not to see it. I wrapped my arm around her and led her off.

"We're in Colin's section, I made sure of it." I confirmed, leading her to our table.

She slid in on one side of the booth and I slid in beside her. More intimate that way.

"I like you right next to me." She smiled. It's what I lived for, seeing that smile on her face, and knowing I put it there.

"How did the dress stuff go?" I posed as I grabbed Colin's attention. I saw Aimee behind him and she started over.

"It went great, not much to change on my dress." She began. "What's she doing? I thought this was Colin's section." Anna added, and I could hear the irritation in her voice.

"It is, sweetheart. Don't worry." I replied, kissing her cheek.

"Hey, Dec! What can I get you?" She simpered. I can't figure out how I didn't notice this behaviour before.

"First, yacan stop calling me 'Dec', it's Declan or 'Decco'. Am I clear?" I informed. She nodded mutely. "Second, ya can get back to yer section and stop trying to steal tables from Colin. We're in his section." I clarified.

"I was just…" She began, but I interrupted. "Everyone has assigned sections, Aimee. That's how it works. Get back to yers." I demanded, turning back to Anna.

"Are ya okay?" I posed and she nodded against me, a small smile on her lips.

We had a quiet dinner and even had some alone time in my office after. With the door locked. I was sitting on the couch against the wall, Anna was straddling my lap, her hands in my hair and mine on her ass, pulling her against me.

"I need you." I mumbled against her lips, as her fingers fumbled with the buttons on my shirt. I saved her the trouble and pulled the damn thing over my head and she laughed.

"What? It's quicker." I smiled as she moved her hands down to my belt buckle.

Once she had gotten it undone, she stood and pulled her sweater dress over her head and dropped it on the floor, followed by her bra, panties and knee-high boots and socks. Standing before me naked, I took in the view, licking my lips.

"Come 'ere, Love." I posed, reaching for her, but she gently shook her head before helping me pull my jeans and boxers off. She tossed them behind her, my belt making a loud noise as it hit the floor.

Placing her hands on my knees, she pushed them apart gently as she got to her knees. She took my cock in her hand and stroked me a few times before bending her head taking me in her mouth.

"Shit." I mumbled as she sucked slowly, her hands running a long my thighs as she eagerly bobbed her head over me.

"Up, up here, Love." I called, pulling her into my arms as my lips found hers.

She straddled me and gently lowered herself on my cock, a whimper escaping her lips when she'd settled.

"Dec, I don't want slow." She requested, her hands pulling at my hair to get my lips back to hers.

Taking her top lip between mine, I nibbled gently as my tongue reached for hers as her hips started over me in frantic motions.

"I love you, Anna." I declared, cupping her cheeks as she looked at me.

"I love you, Declan. So much." She cried, hugging me to her.

I leaned back more and held her hips, thrusting from below, hard and fast. She cried out in pleasure and I moved a hand between us, pressing my thumb to clit.

"Come for me." Ordered as she fell forward, her hands on either side of my head on the back of the couch and as she rode me to her climax.

"I'm there. Dec." She called, and I continued to thrust as I felt her orgasm ripple through her, causing her to jut her chest out, her breasts in my face.

"That's my girl." I smiled as she rode out her high.

Rising from the couch, I kept my hand on her back, keeping her in place. "Get on yer knees for me, darlin'," I asked, as she held onto the back of the couch, her ass facing me as I stood behind her.

I traced my hands down her back and over her ass cheeks as she turned her head over her shoulder, looking at me coyly.

"Are you going to fuck me?" She simpered, a sweet smile on her face.

"You want me to fuck you?" I smiled, stroking my cock slowly as I moved closer to her.

"Yes, please." She replied so politely, and I smiled at her sweet and demure response.

"Hold on, sweetheart." I replied, my hands gripping her hips as I slipped my cock into her slowly.

She pushed back against me and my thrusts picked up pace. The only sounds were our laboured breaths and meeting of my thighs against her backside. My hands moved along her ass, and I watched as my cock disappeared inside her with each thrust before pulling back out again.

"Harder!" She cried out and I gently smacked her ass, the flesh turning a light pink and she moaned in pleasure at the sensation.

"I'm so close Anna, come for me, Love." I crooned, leaning closer to her and running my hands over her back before rounding her sides and pulling at her breasts and nipples, cupping them in my hands. She suddenly moved back against me harder, meeting me thrust for thrust and she cried out as her second orgasm ripped through her.

"Fuck, Anna." I panted, feeling my own release over take me. "Ughhh…." I growled out, pumping into her a few more times before pulling out and pulling her into my arms for a cuddle.

"I love making love with you." She smiled as I brushed her hair off her face.

"I love making love with ya too. It's always so intense." I murmured, kissing her lips sweetly. "I'll never get enough of ya, Anna." I added.

"I'll never get enough of you either." She replied, her lips finding mine once more.

Our bubble was broken when a loud knocking echoed in the office.

"Just a minute!" I hollered, pulling on my boxers and jeans as Anna grabbed my button-down shirt quickly, as her sweater dress was inside out and twisted up somehow.

She giggled, finally pulling my shirt on, her hair a riotous mess, and the smile on my face at her freshly sexed-up appearance, was enormous. Once I was sure she was presentable, I opened the door, Anna at my side. Aimee stood there, a smile on her face, and it fell when she saw our state of undress.

"Yes?" I prodded.

"Oh," She stumbled. "The inventory order has arrived, Alec said you'd want to do it right away." She finished.

"Thank you." I replied, closing the door in her face, and turning back to Anna.

"Did something happen?" Anna posed, moving to gather her clothes.

"What do you mean?" I queried.

"You've been short with Aimee today is all." She clarified.

"She just interrupts at the most inopportune times, darlin'." I explained. "Now we should get redressed before we get interrupted again." I finished, kissing her sweetly.

Walking Anna out, she met her Dad at the bar, where he was having his dinner and he filled her in on the progress for the day, before they said their farewells for the night. I signalled to Alec that I would be right back and helped Anna out to a cab, kissing her one more time before she left for home.

Sucking in a deep breath, I walked back into the Caragh, prepared to deal with Aimee and her planned 'seduction'.

~ISR~Anna~ISR~

It had been a long day, and once I was finally home, I submerged myself in a hot bath, a glass of wine at the ready as I let the bubbles embrace me. I finally crawled into bed just after 10:00PM and waited for Declan, sure he would wake me when he did get home.

I woke a few hours later to see it was almost 2:00AM. Looking beside me, Declan was asleep. But something was wrong. He never woke me when he got home. He always would wake me, and I felt my lip tremble as I held back a sob, not understanding why. Slipping from the bed, I headed to the bathroom and quietly closed the door, almost tripping as I did. A sob broke out, louder than I expected and I clapped a hand over my mouth to stifle the sound as I moved to the back of the room, slinking down against the wall, next to the bathtub until I was on the floor. All I could think about was what Libby had told me earlier about Aimee. Had she really seduced him? Did he fall for it? I shook my head. I trust Declan but I don't trust that she didn't try something. I couldn't hold it back anymore and starting sobbing so hard, I was shaking. Not caring if I made noise anymore.

A few moments later, the bathroom door flew open and Declan was on the floor with me, pulling me into his arms.

"Anna! Love, what's wrong?" He crooned, cradling me against his bare chest.

I couldn't form words, I was crying so hard, but he just held me, rubbing my back until I could calm down.

"Shhhh. It's okay, darlin'." He comforted. "When yer ready, ya talk to me, okay?" He urged, pulling back to cup my cheeks, using his thumbs to wipe away my tears.

I nodded, hiccupping slightly as I finally calmed down.

"Better?" He posed, locking his eyes with mine.

"Yes." I mumbled, sitting rather stiffly in his lap.

"So, what's wrong?" He asked.

"It's stupid." I replied, trying to get up.

"Anna, it's not stupid! Not if it has ya crying that hard darlin', now please, talk to me?" He pressed.

"You didn't wake me!" I blubbered.

"Shit. Anna! I'm sorry love, just, something happened tonight and I was in a mood. It wasn't anything about ya. I'm so sorry." He offered, hugging me closer.

"What did Aimee do?" I stated sternly, my eyebrow raising in what Libby would call my 'bitch brow' face.

"Goodness ya look adorable, put yer eyebrow back would ya!" He teased, using his hand to push it back into place. "Come on, let's get back in bed for our cuddle and I'll tell you." He added.

Climbing from the cold bathroom floor, Declan led me back to the bed, crawled in and scooted over, making room for me and lifting the sheet so I could follow. He revealed what Libby told him and then Eoghan confirmed it too with a conversation he'd overheard Aimee having. He kept apologizing for not seeing it and how much he felt like an ass for not knowing that I was being hurt on purpose with her actions.

"I knew you didn't see it." I confessed, running my hands through his hair and he cuddled me close.

"When did ya know?" He posed, kissing my forehead.

"Are you serious?" I replied.

"Of course, I am! It feels like everyone knew but me." He exclaimed.

"That night, at the grocery store, Dec. I walked up and she was touching you then." I revealed.

"Holy fuck, and then I hired the bitch. Why didn't ya say anything?" He queried, as we lay, chest to chest, his eyes meeting mine as he brushed a hand through my hair.

"I felt like if I did, it would be like me telling you who you can hire in your pub."

"Oh, darlin'. I really am sorry."

"Please tell me, what did she do?" I murmured, trying to keep from crying. I know he could see it on my face.

"I was in the store room, logging the inventory when she walked in. My back was turned. She reached around and grabbed my dick, and I turned around so fast I almost smacked her in the face with the fucking clip board." He began.

"I wish you would have." I murmured in reply. He just smiled, cupping my cheek and kissing me sweetly.

"She didn't get two words out, Love. I said, 'Aimee, collect your things, this was your last shift. Yer fired." He stated plainly.

"What did she say to that?"

"She seemed confused, and played dumb but I told her I'd had enough of her sexual harassment and her touching me was the last straw. I called Alec and Eoghan, and they both escorted her off the premises."

"So, she's gone?" I asked, a large smile on my face.

"Yes, darlin', she's gone." He replied. A smile on his face as well.

I cuddled into his chest and he clicked off the bedside light, another demon finally expelled. Now all we had to do was figure out when we wanted to get married.