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I frowned in confusion, then groaned. Roisin hadn’t wasted any time telling them my news. This wasn’t a business call. This was personal.

“What of it?” I asked calmly.

“We heard you had an accident. Fell really hard,” Niall said with a grin. “Permanent damage.”

“Feck off,” I growled with a grin.

Finn laughed. “Tell us.”

I shook my head, knowing they wouldn’t let up until I did. They were like two gossiping old women, seeking the truth.

I gave them the quick version of how Autumn and I had met. What had occurred since. I finished with my honest thoughts. “I love her, and I want her here with me. The thought of her leaving does something to my chest. I find it hard to breathe when I think about it.”

They were quiet for a moment. Both of them understood, having fallen for their wives hard and fast as well.

“Good on ya,” Finn said. “That’s grand.”

“Mum was over herself,” Niall added. “She was almost bouncing.”

“I’ll take her to meet your mum soon. We need to figure out how to get her here permanently. She’ll have to go back to Canada for a bit. If only to get her things and settle her life there. She has an aunt she is concerned about leaving.” I frowned. “And there’s one other complication.”

“Which is?” Finn asked. “I mean, aside from the obvious of you being a possessive bastard and not wanting her to go.”

I laughed. “There’s the pot calling the kettle black.”

“Well, that is yer name,” he agreed with a smirk.

I became serious. “One of the reasons she came here was to get away from an arse. A stalker. The cops were no help. I’m worried if she goes back, he’ll find her. I’ll need you watching her if I can’t come with her.”

“What’s his name?”

“Alan Blane.” I recited the last known address Autumn had told me.

“I’ll see what we can find. We won’t let him near her. We’ll make sure she is protected.”

I blew out a sigh of relief. “Thanks, boys.”

“Family,” was all Finn said.

“You got a picture of your lady?” Niall asked.

I showed them one I had taken of Autumn sitting across from me. She was looking into the camera, her expression warm and sweet. The light behind her highlighted her pretty hair. It was one of my favorites.

Finn whistled. “Lovely. What the hell is a beauty like her doing with a shite like you?”

“Aye,” Niall agreed. “She could do so much better. Younger. Not so worn around the edges.”

I smirked. “Feck you. You both married above your stations. I plan to do the same.”

We all laughed.

“Don’t worry about your lady. We’ll take care of her.”

“She needs a place to stay. The bastard spooked her roommate, and she had to leave. She was staying in a hotel close to the office, but…” I paused. “I was hoping⁠—”

Finn didn’t let me finish. “We’ll have a room for her here. A driver. A guard to go with her. This Alan shite won’t get near her. And we’ll check on her aunt.”

“Thanks.”