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“Yes,” Declan replies with one glance.

He’s said yes to every single article of clothing except the crop top and shorts I tried on. We compromised, saying that it was clothing for around the house.

They’ve both been such great sports about trailing along and going into every store that my heart desires. Declan is far more relaxed than Lorcán, who seems to be going back to his old ways of being my bodyguard.

Part of me wants to crack him like I’d always hoped he would back when he worked for my father. The other part appreciates how much he cares.

Lorcán is everything I wanted before I ran away, and he can be everything I want now. When he looks at me, and his soft blue eyes take in my body, I realize I’ve forgiven him, truly. I’m not mad anymore.

Lorcán looks at me the way I always wanted, like I’m precious and deserve to be treated like a princess. While he’s always calm and sweet to me, he still has an air of danger around him. I’ve seen him in action. I know what he’s capable of. He’s a hard man who’s only soft for me.

Choosing to forgive him and wanting something more with him is a choice. He licks his lips and all the resentment falls away.

It doesn’t hurt that they are spending thousands of dollars on me to restock my entire wardrobe, either.

“Do they have it in other colors?” Lorcán asks.

The saleswoman, Claudia, beams and starts grabbing them in emerald green and black.

“Is there anything else you’d like to try on Mrs. O’Brien?” she asks.

I don’t correct her as I look away from Lorcán to the saleswoman.

“What lingerie do you have?”

“I’ll be right back.”

“Feelin’ like a menace, blondie?” Declan teases as Lorcán makes sure that no one else can see us in our private fitting area.

“I mean, we came all this way, private jet and all. It would be asinine not to geteverythingI need.”

“Too true. Isn’t that right, Lorc?” he asks.

Lorcán is on the phone. “If any one of you motherfuckers comes back here, I swear to god I’ll gut you. Anything less of a complete emergency, do not fucking contact me,” he grumbles into the phone before hanging up and taking the seat next to Declan.

“I brought you some of the collection that’s not out yet. It’s all in your size,” Claudia informs.

“We’ll let you know if we need any further assistance,” Lorcán tells her.

I shouldn’t be turned on that he doesn’t even want the saleswoman to see me, but I am. The only time he’s seen me naked was during my colossal breakdown at dinner, and while I might have gotten off grinding on Declan’s body, we were both fully clothed.

I pull back the curtain and look at the selection Claudia chose. The woman is good at her job as I look at the different brands she brought me. La Perla, Simone Pérèle, and Versace are the ones that stick out first.

The material is soft and rich on my fingers as I remove the dress and put it back on the hanger. My own undergarments seem completely tame and boring compared to these.

If I don’t get the reaction I want from the two men in the waiting area, I’m going to be supremely fucking pissed.

I decide to go with my favorite and the sexiest option; one I know I’m absolutely going to cover with my scent and purchase.

The bralette is black satin with thicker straps and floral lace on the back at the bottom of the bodice. There’s a matching thong that hardly covers anything. I stare in the mirror, looking sexy and confident, something I haven’t felt in the last few weeks. I fluff up my long blonde hair and take a deep breath before tugging back the curtain, hoping that Declan and Lorcán like what they see.

Declan grins and shifts in his seat. “Never in all my life have I seen such a pretty Omega,” he compliments, making me smile.

Lorcán watches me with so much desire, I don’t know how I never saw it before. How could I be so blind during all those years when he was stationed to protect me?

“Come here, princess,” he commands.

I think about how confident I felt at the High Roller, how sexy I feel, and how he wants me. There’s no time to get in my head or feel insecure as I walk off the small platform and stand a few feet in front of both of them.