I already accepted it.
Eian’s body deflates as he falls into me. My back hits the mattress hard, but who gives a fuck? He tucks his face under my chin in the most heart-melting way, and I should’ve realized, I suppose, that this moment couldn’t just stretch on forever, because sooner than I’m ready for, he sits back up and nods as if incredibly pleased.
“Now put some clothes on. I need you to come down to my office.”
There’s a big part of me that adores how not boring my life has gotten.
“So this seriously couldn’t wait forthe morning?” I ask Eian as we walk down the stairs.
What I want to ask is why we couldn’t even spare time for a quicky before doing... whatever it is we’re doing.
“No.” He shakes his head and even snorts.
One good thing about being awake at this ungodly hour, Eian hasn’t been able to stop smiling since I told him I love him.
I kinda feel invincible.
That is until I see the woman—girl—standing next to Rory in the foyer.
“Uhh.” I stall for a moment. This can’t be right.
“Come on, Colby,” Eian urges me and pulls me by the hand.
“Rory, why don’t you come in too for a minute.”
Rory looks murderous, like actually really very fucking angry.
“Are you finally going to tell me what the fuck is going on?”
“Part of it, yes,” Eian tells her, and even though I know they’ve known each other forever, I’m still impressed by how normal he sounds when faced withthatRory. “Come on, Iris.”
There is... familiarity in his tone, and that’s justwrong.
Iris Crawford can’t even be twenty-four. How the hell does this socialite know Eian? How does he knowher?
With Eian’s hand on my lower back guiding me, I follow them both into his office and?—
“Yeah, nope.” I spin on my heel. “I’m just going back to sleep.”
“Please don’t,” Harrison fucking Crawford says. He’s speaking. To me. That’s not—it can’t—“It’s been a long enough night already.”
Eian takes me by the shoulders, leans down with that same happy smile that will apparently never leave his face no matter what danger we’re facing, then spins me right back around.
“So we’re telling her?” Harrison asks, looking at Eian but pointing at Rory.
“Just about Nan.”
That has me standing on alert.
“Okay, then. Close the door and everybody sit. Damn, I’d kill for some coffee.”
“Actually, why don’t I go make us all some coffee while you explain it to them?” Eian’s too fast and escapes before I can kick him in the shin for leaving me here.
Harrison’s rolling his eyes when I look at him again, but then nods at Rory and me.
“Seriously, sit. This might take a while.”
“Understatement,” Iris mutters.
