Camille snorted at Declan’s outrage. “How is he showing you up?”
“I bought Aela a cottage in fucking Poughkeepsie because Shay’s at Oakwood College and that’s not impressive now!”
Aidan scratched his jaw. “I got Savvie a set of Da’s journals I salvaged. You don’t even want to know what I had to do to make Ma let go of them.”
Camille clucked her tongue. “Aidan, that’s perfect for Savannah. You know she’ll want to write his biography…?”
“I know.” He grimaced when we all glowered at him. “I figured we’d work out later how to talk her down.”
“Jesus, Aidan!” Finn sighed.
“Maybe she could write it as a fictional book?” Camille offered, ever helpful.
I had a fucking saint as a wife.
My hand tightened around hers and I lifted her knuckles to my lips to kiss them.
“I got Aoife a new kitchen,” Finn demurred.
“Like you didn’t know what Eoghan was up to,” I mocked. “I saw you giving him eye signals.”
“I helped put the gifts where he told me to. That was my only input.”
“Yeah, right,” Aidan jeered.
“Aoife wanted a new kitchen, Finn.” Camille tsked. “So she’ll love your gift. What about you, Conor?”
“Star liked the early gift I made her?—”
“Don’t ask questions.” Aidan took a deep sip of whiskey. “If he made it, then it’s bound to be fucking weird.”
“Hey!” Conor pouted. “I resent that. I single-handedly brought orgasms to orgasmless women according to her.”
Camille’s brows lifted. “What?!”
“Well, it wasn’t for women the world over,” he admitted. “Just her, but she seemed to like it. Oh, and I’m a few months away from having enough details on Justice Brackenreid to blackmail him.”
Conor and his hobby of bending the Supreme Court to his—read Star’s—will.
“I’m sure that’ll make her very happy.”
“Oh, definitely,” Conor chirped. “What does she have now?”
Camille smiled as Inessa curved her arms around Eoghan’s neck and hauled him close. “Is that the lodge, Finn?”
“Yeah, she has a key in her hand.”
“Lodge?” I queried.
“A compromise. Inessa hates camping,” she joked.
“Ah.”
“You once told me this place would be your gilded cage,” Eoghan rasped, loud enough for most of the people in the room to hear. “But you’ll never be caged. Not as long as I’m alive.”
I heaved a sigh when he kissed her and Camille awwwwed.
The rest of my brothers and I shared another stern look that promised we’d be beating the fuck out of Eoghan as soon as the holidays were over.
