Brooklyn
I didn’t wantto leave, but I needed to get back to New York. For some reason, I just haven’t been able to bring myself to call Logan and tell him what’s going on. I feel like Deja is a secret I need to keep to myself.
“Can I get you another drink, sir?” The flight attendant asks.
“No, I’m fine,” I grumble.
I’ve been in a foul mood since I left DJ to catch my flight. Something felt off when I said goodbye. Not between us, but with the situation overall.
Almost as if someone were watching us. I almost didn’t leave at all, but I knew I had to. Logan will already have questions when I get back home that I don’t know how I’m going to answer.
“This is going to fucking gut me,” I mutter to myself. “Shit.”
CHAPTER 17
Meet the Uncles
Brooklyn
Two months later …
I haven’t been back heresince my first visit. Logan has been missing. All my focus has been on finding my brother.
I get the feeling all of this is happening because of me. Now that we know for sure that Logan is lost in some prison in Ireland, I know it has something to do with my grandfather. I almost didn’t come here, but the McDougal name has come up, and I didn’t like my father’s response when it did.
I hopped on a flight to check in on DJ, and because I now have more questions about her uncles. My da was adamant that he deal with the McDougal clan himself in place of Logan.
Something was off about it. I’ve taken over everything else in Logan’s absence. Why the fuck did Da freak out when I mentioned Scotland and this family?
“We’re about to find out,” I mutter, pulling into the courtyard of the McDougal Castle.
It reminds me of the Black Castle. I’m not surprised, as both families go way back. Old money, older roots.
I pull to a stop in the courtyard and park. A smile comes to my face as DJ appears with two large older men. I wasn’t expecting to find her here.
I swallow hard as I take her in. She’s in a pair of those tight leggings again. However, this time she has on a bra top.
I groan and pull a hand down my face. I’ve come for answers, not to claim my woman. I’ll be chanting those words in my head this entire visit.
Stepping from the car, I move to the front of it and rest my ass against the hood. I note the moment DJ sees me and her eyes light up. I open my arms for her, and she comes rushing forward.
I stand up straight and step away from the car. I chuckle when she yelps in surprise as I lift her thick ass onto my waist. As she wraps her legs around me, I take her lips in a kiss.
She cups my face and gives back the passion I’m giving to her. I groan into the kiss, missing her sweet mouth. Before we get carried away, I allow her body to slide down my front.
“Aye, love, I missed ya too, baby,” I say against her lips before pecking them once more.
“Why didn’t ya tell me ya were coming?”
“I wanted to surprise ya.”
“What are ya doing here though? Why didn’t ya go to the cottage? How did ya know I was here?”
“I didn’t know ya would be here. I came to see yer uncles,” I reply.
Her smile falls and she takes a few steps back from me. That distrustful look fills her eyes. I thought we had worked past that.
“Cole, why would ya be here to see me uncles?” Her accent comes out thicker than ever.
