“I was in love with Arro before you even met Robyn. You married my daughter.”
They bickered good-naturedly and Brodan turned to his nieces. “See what you’ve done? We’ve gone a decade without this argument recurring.”
“Hey, we’re the offspring of their weirdness. If anyone has trauma from it, it’s us.”
“Oh, so much trauma,” Lewis teased. “With your privileged lives and loving family. How will you ever cope?”
Vivien very maturely stuck out her tongue at her cousin and settled at the small table with the rest of the teens to eat.
“Have I mentioned lately how much I love your family?” I said to Eilidh as we all dug into eat.
“Your family too.” She nudged me before taking a bite of her roast dinner.
Aye, my family too now.
I couldn’t wait to make it official. But Eilidh had only just moved in, and her new career was only on its training wheels. Patience. The time would come soon enough.
Forty
FYFE
Eilidh bit her lip, stifling her moans and gasps, as I moved inside her in deep thrusts.
I’d woken up this morning, after just a few hours of sleep, to Eilidh stroking my cock and kissing my chest. It was an hour before my alarm was due to go off, but I didn’t care. Millie did not sleep all the way through the night, and Eils and I had to take advantage of any time we could be together.
Watching Eilidh turn her cheek into the pillows, her knuckles in her mouth, teeth biting down, her breasts trembling with every drive into her body, I could feel my balls drawing up tight.
“Come, baby,” I growled.
My phone rang on the bedside cabinet.
“Ignore it,” I demanded as her eyes flew open.
I braced a hand at her side and slid the other between our legs to rub her clit. A few seconds later, Eilidh stuffed her fist back in her mouth to stifle her cries as she came. Her pussy muscles rippled with the climax, fisting around my dick. Fuck, she felt amazing.
“Eilidh.” I groaned, pleasure rolling through my limbs as I emptied into the condom. One day, I was going to come insidethis woman with nothing between us, and I couldn’t fucking wait.
My phone rang again as we tried to catch our breaths.
Agitation thrummed through me as I reluctantly pulled out of Eilidh and rolled over to pick up the phone. “Whoever this is, it better be important.”
“Eh … Fyfe?”
“Speak.”
“It’s Adam.”
Instantly alert, I pushed to sitting. Adam was an employee, and he was also someone I paid extra to do bonus work for me. Like keeping tabs on people of interest. “What’s up?”
“An ambulance was sent to your mum’s house last night. Her wife’s daughter overdosed. Spoke to someone at the local hospital down there. Girl was DOA. Thought you’d want to know.”
Despite everything, compassion for my mother and her wife swarmed through me. “Thanks for letting me know, Adam.”
“Sorry it wasn’t better news.”
“Aye, speak soon.” We hung up.
Eilidh rested her chin on my shoulder, her hand smoothing over my chest. “What’s wrong?”
