How could she say no to his declaration?It was the most romantic thing she’d ever heard.Leaning forward, she kissed him in a reaffirmation of her love for him.
“Don’t break my heart again, Tavish,” she whispered against his lips.
“Not ever again,” he vowed.
Chapter Twelve
Tavish closed his laptopand rubbed the bridge of his nose before glancing over to a sleeping Mairi.She drank the last of the potion for the month, and it slayed him that she had to endure this every month.He’d just done a crash course in learning what PCOS was all about.Fatigue, anxiety, depression.Infertility.Increased risk of type 2 diabetes.Possibility of high blood pressure and high cholesterol.Not to mention, pelvic cramping, ovarian cysts, abdominal and back pain.He had no idea something like this existed.
They were shifters.Their bodies regenerated when damaged, so why did she suffer every month?Was it linked only with her human side, leaving it out of her wolf’s ability to heal?Why did things like her disease exist?What purpose could it possibly have?Although the same could be said about every disease, every disease wasn’t attached to his mate.PCOS was.
Her strength amazed him.Men were always thought to be the rough-and-tough gender, but he didn’t think he could endure what she went through with her cycle.Turning into a wolf once a month wasn’t even in the same stratosphere as what she dealt with, and if—when—she came back to Scotland, he would find someone like Savannah to make sure Mairi was never in pain.
That led to hoping she would come home.That she would choose to be with him.If she said no and wanted to stay in Colorado, then he was going to have to do a helluva lot of the flying.
When his cell phone vibrated and he read Charles’s name, he closed his laptop and set it on the nightstand before leaving the bedroom to connect the call.
“Morning, Laird MacAlary,” Charles greeted, although there was a thread of urgency in his tone.
“It’s eleven thirty at night here.”
“Oh, sorry, I...”Charles mumbled, clearly flustered.“Um.The MacGordon Group is threatening to table the deal unless they talk with you.”
“Schedule a video conference—”
“Sir,” Charles interrupted.“They insist on talking with you in person.”
“Seriously?”Tavish pinched the bridge of his nose.All he wanted to do was cuddle with Mairi and take care of her.Get her what she needed or wanted.Which shocked the hell out of him because his entire adult life had centered around his business.“Okay, schedule my plane to depart in two hours.”
“Very good, sir.See you soon.”
The call ended and exasperation surged through him.He didn’t want to leave Mairi, but he had a feeling she wouldn’t go with him.Yet.With a heavy sigh, he walked back into the bedroom and joined her, sliding his arm around her waist and spooning behind her.As much as he didn’t want to leave her, he did have a business to run.People depended on him.He’d fly back, take care of things, and then return.
“You have to leave.”
“I thought you were sleeping,” he murmured.
