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Dair opened the door to his family home that was situated in the countryside about an hour north of Edinburgh, and Sorcha nearly bowled us over as she dashed inside.
I’d always thought their house was a mite bit strange.
It looked like a castle, and that part was pretty, but it had an attached garage, and that looked weird.
That said, I thought the interior was anything but strange, probably because that was all Kenna. It was an attractive, inviting mix of sturdy, warm, leather, plaid, soft toss pillows, comfy throw blankets, multiple seating options, books, crossed swords, antlers, dog statues, great lighting, wide hearths, timbered ceilings and SCOTLAND!
I’d always felt at home there too. Like I didn’t have to take off my shoes. Like I could curl up and read a while.
Like I was welcome.
Like I was safe.
Wow.
Our whole lives were totally leading up to Dair and I being together.
Dair had shut the door and was taking my jacket when we heard Davi coo, “Who’s my wee bonny lass? You’re my wee bonny lass.”
Evidently, Sorcha found Auntie Davi.
I waited until he’d shrugged his own coat off and tossed it on the coat stand then took my hand and guided me into their sitting room.
We barely got over the threshold when Davi called, “Warning, bruv, Dad’s coming to dinner.”
“Davina!” Kenna snapped, bustling in with a dishtowel slung over her shoulder
“He needs as much opportunity to prepare as he can get,” Davi defended herself.
Kenna made it to us.
“Son,” she said to Dair and accepted his kiss on her cheek while patting his face. She then turned to me and offered both hands. “Our bonny Blake.”
“Hey, Kenna,” I said, taking her hands, and we held on while we touched cheek to cheek to cheek.
She didn’t let me go when that was over.
She said, “I’m so glad you two could work things out.”
“Aye. And I’m so glad to learn the great Alasdair Wallace can be a tosser,” Davi put in. “It came in the nick of time. I was getting an inferiority complex.”
Kenna let me go and whirled on her daughter. “Do I need to uninvite ye?”
“Relax, Mum,” Dair drawled. “She’s messing with ye. Davi hasn’t had an inferior thought in her life.”
Davi fake preened. “This is true. ’Tis the result of being born rich, gorgeous, smart as hell and funnier than Billy Connolly.”
“I see you’ve learned how to control your ego,” Kenna remarked.
“Oh, I forgot that on the list of things that are awesome about me,” Davi replied. “I’m humble.”
I burst out laughing.
When I was finished, I didn’t feel like laughing, more like skipping, after I caught the expression on Dair’s face as he’d watched me do it.
“Get your woman and yourself a drink,” Kenna ordered Dair. “And get your sister to shut her mouth. Ye just won her back, we dinnae need Blake taking a runner again.”
