As far as he was concerned, she was now home.
At Treverton.
Which was a far sight closer to his home than New York.
This was all good.
Blake, Alex and Ned seemed to be getting on all right since experiencing the closure of the funeral.
So that was all good too.
The only issues to be had were Dair’s.
Primarily his father continuing to try to get in touch with him, his mum and his sister.
With Helena laid to rest, Dair needed to stop procrastinating with that. Hear what his father had to say, not that there was anything he could say, but he owed the man at least that respect.
And then he could make a decision about how he felt about it.
He’d look at doing that when they returned to Edinburgh.
He’d also finally taken the time to listen to Signe’s podcast.
He was no solicitor, so he couldn’t say for certain, but it didn’t seem like she’d broken the non-disclosure agreement. It was well known they were together, same with their divorce. The woman harping on about how much they loved each other could also be construed as common knowledge.
He sent it to his attorney regardless.
In the meantime, probably due to more photos of he and Blake making the rounds, mostly arriving at and leaving Helena’s memorial, Signe had done another podcast.
This one was more popular, had more followers, and as such, meant Dair had received numerous communications from mates who had heard it or of it.
He hadn’t had the chance to listen to that one.
But from what he heard in the first, Signe was definitely playing the star-crossed lover, trying to paint him as the other half of that, and as such, erase Blake out of the picture altogether.
He’d shared none of this with Blake. There was nothing she could do about it. And she had more important things to concern herself with. Primarily wrapping her head around the running of an estate, all her new assets, finalizing the inheritance and hopefully considering a permanent move to the UK.
But now, he had his sister, who was wearing an expression he did not like.
“All right?” he asked.
“No.”
He already knew that, but he waited for her to share.
She stopped at the horse he’d just finished saddling and started stroking his neck.
“Rix is meeting me, Davi, so…” he prompted when she didn’t seem inclined to speak.
She let out a harassed breath and launched in.
“I’ve debated mentioning it at all, but since you all are leaving tomorrow, and leaving him here, well, there’s no way to ease into this. I should be telling Blake, or maybe Ned, but I dinnae want to disturb them. They seem to be doing okay, but?—”
“Tell them what?” he interrupted to ask, since his sister had descended into awkward havering.
She made a face and said, “Our illustrious butler, Jeff, made a pass at both Dru and Cadence while they were here.”
Dair didn’t move.
