“I’ve called a meeting for Monday at four. You two should come to the house and we’ll drive down together, but right now Iris and I have a plane to catch so people can see us at the game tomorrow.” Harrison leans forward and starts sorting the papers. “You two have a lot of shit to sign.”
I hang back when Eian leans in too, and I’m surprised when he signs without any visible hesitation. He doesn’t read anything, which is very, very stupid, but it’s just another tell of how much he trusts Harry.
“What do they say?” I ask and nod at the three thick contracts Harrison arranges in front of me.
“It’s mostly the consequences of telling anyone outside the Turris about it, but this is also a list of your duties as heir.”
That reminds me, I... “I don’t think I should be Eian’s heir.”
“You’re the only option I have right now, Colby.” It’s such an off-handed thing to say.
I guess some people would hear that and take it in a bad way, but not me. He has to trust me so fucking much to betelling me all this. He wants to protect Bran from his world, and now from this as well.
“Okay, but you still need to figure out who’s going to take over the family, and this... Chair of People when you want to retire or something.” The last few words come out slower, because it strikes me that Eian won’t stop being the head of the family until he dies, and Ireallydon’t want him to die.
“There’s time for that. In the meantime he needs an heir, not only so everyone at the Turris has someone to talk to if something happens to Eian, but also to consult with. This won’t be easy, Colby. It’s a big responsibility.”
With his steady gaze right on me and a patient smile, Harrison offers me a pen.
Fuck it, I’m in.
It feelsweird to wake up so late, but the weirdness quickly disappears when Eian climbs on top of me and kisses me slowly for what seems like hours, before he finally gives into my begging and fucks me.
Morning sex has always been my favorite, butshowermorning sex gives it some stiff competition when Eian makes me see stars in his big glass and marble shower.
“I feel so lazy,” I murmur as he pats me down with a soft towel in the foggy bathroom.
“We could be lazy all day, but I think we should save that for another day.” His satisfied voice has shivers breaking out over my whole body.
“Why’s that?”
He smiles down at me when he stands back up, done with drying my legs it seems.
“Harrison told me Bran is bringing Maggie back today.”
“Really?” My heartbeat kicks up immediately, and I don’t care how silly it might be, I run out of the bathroom and out into the hall fully naked. The only thing that could make this better is Eian’s booming laughter sounding from his bedroom.
My leg won’t stop bouncing half an hour later as we sit down to have lunch.
Only Mac, Blake, and Rory show up, so naturally Eian’s frown is back.
“Where the hell is Duffy?” he asks Mac, who snorts in answer and chews his bite of toast faster.
“He’s on a date with his stalker.”
“Hiswhat?” Eian asks, voice all dark and sexy. Damn, I need to keep it in my pants.
“Yeah, remember before he went to the hospital, we told you about this dude that’s like obsessed with him and was following him around during the day?”
“I forgot about it,” he grumbles. “You know with him almost dying and everything. Why didn’t you deal with this before today?” He’s back to his demanding self by the end.
“Cause Duffy loves the attention.” Mac rolls his eyes but in an adoring way. “That dude saw Duffy walking out of a coffee shop last night while we were waiting for you, so I told him to finally go talk to him and tell him to get the hell out of there. Apparently the guy wouldn’t leave unless Duffy promised him a date.”
Even Rory snorts at that.
Eian just stares at Mac for a long time, though, until he gives in with a sigh.
“Bran, Maggie, and Nan are coming by soon, and Colby will finally meet Nan, but I guess we’ll tell Duffy when he gets back.”
