It was unlike any kiss Dair had ever given me.
It was wet and it was deep, but it was also soft and sweet.
When he ended it, his hand came to my neck and his thumb stroked my throat.
Oh yes.
We’d had our blip.
And now I was totally safe with this man.
“Can we put the last few days behind us, learn from it, and move on from here?” I requested.
“Aye, lass, with an emphasis on learning from it, that learning being me looking after you a whole lot better.”
I wasn’t liking his commitment to punishing himself about this.
“Dair, you have to let it go. It happened. Did you handle it well? Maybe not. Was it going to happen one way or another as we got to know each other? Probably. So we did it. It hurt. It didn’t go great. It’s done. I’m going to Dublin with you and then having dinner with your mum, and if you’ll let me move, I can have everything sorted here so we can stay up in Edinburgh for a while.”
“If you’re in that place, I’m there with you, Blake.”
I patted his cheek.
He grinned at me.
That damned grin.
I worshipped it.
But now…onward.
“Tell me about your lunch with your father.”
His grin died, I hated seeing it go, but we had to talk about this, he knew that, so he sighed.
Then he shared the news that his father and my mother were an item before Bally met Kenna. That my grandfather had forbidden the match (that was so Grandfather, I had no memories of that man being anything but a colossal, privileged dick). And it all went on from there.
But…seriously.
Mum totally was their Camilla.
Dair also shared what Signe was up to and that she was breaking her NDA.
“Dad said he was going to fly to Denmark to threaten her personally, but I’ve been preoccupied since then with something important, so I haven’t followed up on that yet,” he concluded.
Something important.
Nice.
But busy Scottish industrial magnate, Balfour Wallace, dropping everything to fly to Denmark to protect his son?
Hmm.
“Have you looked at her TikTok?” I asked.
“Not keen to see what she might put up there,” he answered.
I’d left my phone in the raincoat so I ordered, “Get your phone.”
