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“They were,” I confirmed.
“Morgan,” Ethan said, glancing around at the suited Novitiates who lingered in the foyer and parlor to catch a glimpse of the trouble they expected would unfold. “Let’s go to my office.”
“Where are they?”
My grandfather stepped forward, voice quiet but firm. “Your people are in custody. There’s no way around that, considering what happened. Let’s go to Ethan’s office and discuss it.”
Morgan glanced around the foyer as if gauging his move—whether to argue, storm out, or capitulate.
To everyone’s relief, and my surprise, he turned on his heel and walked down the hallway.
“We’ll go with him,” my grandfather said, and he and Catcher fell in step behind Morgan.
“The House is secure?” Ethan asked, his gaze on the men moving into his office.
“It is,” Luc said.
“Let’s keep it that way,” Ethan said. “Grab Malik and join me in the office.”
“Roger that,” Luc said, sending Lindsey back downstairs, then jogging toward Malik’s office, which was just past Ethan’s.
He glanced at me. “Would you like to get cleaned up first?”
“Please, yes. Give me five minutes? And don’t start without me. I’d like to hear what he has to say.”
t looked at him. “What?”
“Sorcha. She’s at least twenty years younger than Reed.”
It literally took me a minute to respond. “Of all the things we’ve seen tonight, that’s what offends you? That he’s in a May-December romance? Need I point out you’re nearly four hundred years older than me?”
“That’s different.”
“How is it different?”
“Because I don’t look a day over thirty.”
The lack of logic was staggering. “That’s got to be some kind of penis logic.”
“Excuse me?” Ethan asked as Brody snickered in the front seat.
“One of your heads is significantly smarter than the other. She was pretty, though. I’ll give you that.”
Ethan sighed. “It has nothing to do with pretty.”
“Not according to your brain,” I agreed. “But once again—”
Ethan held up a hand. “No need to repeat the point.”
“When I’m four hundred, do I get to date a twenty-five-year-old?”
Ethan narrowed his gaze. “If you date anyone other than me at any point in your hopefully long and fruitful life, there will be trouble for both of us.”
“That’s definitely penis logic,” Brody said helpfully. I didn’t disagree with him.
* * *
By the time we arrived at the paparazzi’d House, it was two o’clock. We were both tired and grouchy, and hadn’t eaten in hours.
