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“Maybe not intentionally,” I say.
“Oh, for Christ’s sake.” Maddie shakes her head. “Just go.”
I turn then and leave the room, closing the door behind me.
I go back to my own room, where Brianna is still asleep.
And I need to release this anxiety.
“Brianna.” I nudge her gently.
One of her eyes opens. “Hmm?”
“Turn around. I’m going to force my cock into you.”
She moans, turns so her back is toward me, and I nudge my hard cock at her butt cheeks.
Then I slide into her hard.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Brianna
To say our walking tour of Glasgow the next morning is awkward is an understatement. Brock and Rory decide not to join us because Brock arranged something special for Rory, but Maddie and Dave are with us, holding hands as we wait for our tour guide to meet us at the agreed-upon location.
She arrives, wearing a plaid skirt and hat with a pom-pom on top. I think it’s called a tam. “Good morning, everyone! I’m Lissa. Welcome to our morning tour of Glasgow’s most iconic spots. I’m your guide, and I can’t wait to show you the city’s vibrant history and culture.”
I grab Jesse’s hand. It’s cold, and I force it to warm up on my own. He’s not upset, exactly. He told me this morning what he found in Maddie’s and my room last night, and though he says he’s dealing with it, his body says differently. I’m just glad there isn’t a concert tonight. He needs to have a day to be tense. By tomorrow, I’ll have worked all the tension out of him.
I hope.
“Our first stop is George Square,” Lissa continues, “which is the bustling heart of Glasgow. Take a moment to look around and notice the statues, fountains, and the imposing City Chambers building behind me. This square is a hub of activity and often hosts events and festivals.”
The architecture is grand, and once more I think of Diana. Then I think only of Jesse, his hand clamped in mine.
“Try to relax,” I whisper. “Enjoy the sights.”
He grumbles at me as we walk around the area. Screw him, anyway. I’m going to enjoy the view. I love culture and history, and he won’t ruin it for me. I’m tempted to let him stew and join Dave and Maddie, who are talking to another couple on the tour, smiling and laughing. But this is the man I love, and I love his obstinance as well as his other more enjoyable attributes.
We hit the Glasgow Cathedral—a masterpiece of Gothic architecture, according to Lissa. Its soaring ceilings are supported by massive stone columns, and the stained-glass windows depict scenes from Glasgow’s history. Still holding Jesse’s hand, I listen to Lissa as she explains all the windows in detail.
Jesse finally perks up when we get to the crypt that lies beneath the cathedral. It’s dim and eerie, and the stone walls are thick. I rub my arms against the chill, unsure whether it’s from the coolness of being underground or the spookiness of the crypt itself.
I look up at the vaulted stone ceilings supported by columns and arches, and my nerves prickle. I almost feel the spirits of the dead.
“This is the oldest surviving part of the cathedral,” Lissa informs us. “It contains the tomb of St. Mungo, around which pilgrims have gathered for centuries.”
“Who’s St. Mungo?” Jesse asks.
I have to stop myself from jerking at his words. It’s the first time he’s said anything since the tour began.
“He’s the patron saint of the city of Glasgow. He was a sixth-century Christian missionary and bishop in what is now Scotland.”
Jesse nods but doesn’t inquire anything further. Later I’ll ask him why he was so interested in the crypt. The ancient tombstones are fascinating, and once I get over the haunted feeling, I look to my heart’s content before we move on.
We hit the Glasgow Necropolis, a Victorian cemetery on a hill, and then Merchant City and Glasgow Green, a historic park by the river.
Then on to Buchanan Street, Glasgow’s premier shopping destination, where the tour ends and Lissa leaves us. The lively street is lined with shops, cafés, and restaurants. Jesse pulls me into a pub, where he orders an ale.
