And they did.
A choked laugh from the dining room made me flush from the tip of my toes to my hairline.
I glowered at him. “You can forget it now!”
Ramsay laughed low and unbothered. “Aye, we’ll see.” Then he casually walked away.
“Cocky bastard,” I muttered under my breath.
23.Ramsay
That was the problem with living on a small island.
Everybody eventually found out everyone’s business.
It had been two weeks since Silver and I started having sex.
Now everybody fucking knew.
To be fair, it might have been my fault. I didn’t know what I was thinking when I loudly made it clear what was between us at the B and B after Silver’s ex showed up. I was self-aware enough to know I was thinking with my dick after that arsehole had triggered my territorialism. It was backward, it wasn’t pretty, and I knew Silver wasn’t mine.
But at that moment, she’d felt like mine to protect.
It still clung to me as she walked off without giving me her trust.
And now, because my pride was stung, I’d inadvertently let everyone know we were fucking.
They were smart enough not to ask me about us, but Silver told me she was treated to innuendo and outright interrogation from her neighbors about what was going on.
She had a charming way of telling folks to mind their own business without upsetting them.
I watched her now as I played the pipes. Silver watched me too, a heat in her eyes I recognized.
Aye, I was going to get very lucky tonight.
I didn’t know why she found my pipe playing such a turn-on, but I wasn’t going to question it.
We were in the middle of Johnny Harris’s farm, about a five-minute drive from Leth Sholas. Every year during the summer, Glenvulin hosted a small wares festival for tourists, and Johnny rented one of his fields out to the council to use. Me and the lads were hired to play. Tents were put up around the large field and local craftspeople from all the islands came over to Glenvulin to sell their wares.
Silver had been excited about an antiques dealer from the mainland who was presenting a stall. She and Cammie had raced there first to look for stuff for the B and B. They must have finished up because they’d returned, Akiva at their side, to our stage to sit, drink ale, and listen to us play.
I noted locals glancing at her and grinning conspiratorially.
They could think what they wanted, I supposed.
What was between us was between us.
Whatever it was, I was nowhere near done having my fill yet.
In fact, this need for the bloody American had only gotten stronger every day.
The sex was … it was fucking phenomenal.
That was saying a lot for a man who had sometimes used mind-blowing sex to unearth secrets.
I was pretty sure Silver was in agreement that she and I … well … best sex ever.
And yet, I still could not unearthhersecrets.
