“I love that about you, no matter what you’ve been through, you still love with all your heart. And I still can’t believe you chose me.”
I kiss him. “We chose each other. You’re not just the love of my life, you’re my best friend. And that’s the best part. I see people say oh he’s my person or my love. But to me? You’re my best friend first, I can talk to you about anything. And you always make me feel safe. Thank you for that.”
“Moira, you are everything to me. And I don’t say that lightly. I love kissing you before I close my eyes at night and when I openthem in the morning. I think of you all day long and can’t wait to be with you when I’m not.”
I snuggle into Callum as I listen to him. I’ve heard my besties talking about their men and how they say these things to them. But I never thought I would ever find mine. And now that I have, I don’t ever want to know what it would be like without him.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Callum
My mam is only here for three more days. It’s amazing how fast time flies when you don’t want it to. I wish she could move here and be with us. I’ve asked her and I’ve even told her that I would sell the cafe so that she could move here. But she said she’s not ready. But when she is ready, she will. I bet when Moira and I get married and have babies, my mam will decide that’s the time.
Francesco and Sebastiano have asked all of us to meet in the clubhouse. I’m hoping they found something.
“Is this the house you’re going to be living in from now on?” my mam asks as we’re heading out the door.
“I think so. Giacomo said we could pick another house, but we like this one. And it’s big enough for us to grow in.”
“Grow in? Do you want to tell me something?” she smiles as she looks at the two of us.
“Um…not that I know of.” Moira chuckles. “Not yet anyway. One day.”
“Okay. But I expect to be the first person to know.”
We all laugh as we head to the clubhouse, we get inside and sit down. Francesco seems really excited.
“So we found him. At least we think we did. We’re going to show you both a picture, to us, he looks like the guy and the information we’ve found on him? Seems to match the timelines.”
Sebastiano pulls out a picture and hands one to each of our mam’s.
“That’s him.” They both say.
Holy shit. They found our faither. Our mams hand the pictures over to Cillian and me. We both have the same shaped face as him and our noses are the same. But everything else is from each of our mam’s.
“What is his real name? Is he even a McGregor?” Teagan asks.
“He is a McGregor. And this is the part that’s going to be a lot for you all to deal with. He’s part of the McGregor Mafia, he’s the youngest son of Hamish McGregor. His real name is Colin, which makes sense as to him wanting Cillian and Callum named with a C.”
“Ah fuck me.” Teagan sighs. “I asked him if he was and he said no. I can’t believe I fell for him.”
“Well we both did. So where is he now? Is he dead?” Fiona asks.
“No he’s not dead. He’s in Northern Scotland, town called Gairloch.”
“I’ve been there. Not with Gord—I mean Colin. Arsehole that he is. Sorry. So I do know the town. It’s a gorgeous town. And it makes sense as to why he didn’t want to take me. I always wanted to go there and he kept making excuses as to why he couldn’t take me.” Fiona frowns.
“Does he have another family?” Teagan asks.
Francesco and Sebastiano look at each other.
“He does. He’s been married to Ainsley for thirty years. And they have nine children.”
“Holy fuck. What is he a fucking rabbit?” I blurt out.
“How did he do all of this? He was with me every two weeks…holy shit. He spent a week with each of us. And he was already married to his wife when I met him.” Teagan frowns.
“And I was the third woman.” Fiona says softly.
