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And she knew she had to get him away from there before things got worse. Or someone noticed his strange reaction.
“Let’s leave.”
“No!” He turned to her, giving her a sharp look. “Not yet.”
“All right. Not yet.”
Thankfully, the privacy screen was up between them and the driver’s seat, so Beck couldn’t see or hear anything. But soon, he was going to start wondering why they were just sitting here.
“Uncle Willy?” she whispered after ten minutes of silence passed.
“We can leave.”
She breathed out a sigh of relief as she let Beck know.
“So you know the queen quite well?” she asked.
“Isobelle and Lia were the best of friends,” Uncle Willy told her. “And I became close to Isobelle and the Kings when I lived here.”
Wow.
When they returned to their accommodation, Uncle Willy went up to his room without a word.
“He’s a bit upset,” she explained to Beck.
The big man nodded in understanding. “I get it. I would be too if anything happened to Chloe.”
“She’s lovely,” she said truthfully.
“Best thing that ever happened to us. We don’t deserve her.”
“It all works okay?” she asked. “I mean, uh, with having that many people in a relationship, I was wondering if . . . if it all works well?” And yes, she knew she’d just repeated herself.
But today was a day for being a big fat dork, it seemed.
“Yeah. It works better than okay.” He gave her a smile. “I know it seems unusual when you’ve grown up differently. But this . . . for us . . . it’s right.”
She nodded, unsure what to say. This was actually the most she’d heard Beck speak.
“I’m probably not the one to ask. Hux is better at explaining stuff. But we . . . balance each other. And it means there’s always someone who is there for Chloe. To keep her safe. To protect her.”
Damn.
His protectiveness and love for Chloe were written into every line of his body. What would it be like to have someone care about her like that? To want to look after her?
And Chloe had four men.
Lucky bitch.
As she left Beck and wandered upstairs, she tried to convince herself that Chloe’s life couldn’t be all that great. Men weren’t all they were cracked up to be. All that testosterone had to be stifling. Plus, imagine the laundry and dirty dishes. And the farting.
Yikes.
But as much as Maggie tried to tell herself that it wasn’t all sunshine and roses, she couldn’t help but go over Beck’s words in her head.
More than one man meant she’d never have to be alone again.
A sad sigh escaped her. She was so tired of being lonely. Of feeling like no one was on her side.
