Page 62 of Delectable Lies


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Displeased, he releases an explosive sigh. “Three weeks is all I’ll allow. After she turns eighteen, she initiates. We won’t bend the rules for her. If she’s not ready by then, tough shit.” My teeth sink into the soft flesh at the side of my mouth, biting down at his dismissal. “For now, make sure she is at the party. Who better to introduce her to her life than the king himself?”

His eyes roam in Donnacha’s direction as a sly smile lights his eyes. An eerie feeling courses through my veins as they exchange a silent conversation. They’re up to something, and if I had to take a stab at it, I’d guess it involves getting Saoirse to the party, but why?

* * *

After leaving the meeting,I find myself pulled up outside the gates of Devereux manor, staring up at Saoirse’s open window. Reaching over to my glove compartment, I flick the latch open and pull out the Celtic Knot USB I stole from her that night. Her mam asked me to keep it from her until she was ready, but we are running out of time. Twisting it around with my fingers, I contemplate my next move. Suddenly, my phone chimes with an incoming text.

Text message:É

É:Use that charm of yours to convince my daughter to be your date on Saturday. You need to keep her close, Rohan. The vultures are circling.

Me:What makes you think your daughter would go anywhere with me?

É:Because she’s more like me than she realises, Rohan. Your danger excites her. You know that, and her father saw it the night of the fight.

Me:I’ll see what I can do.

É:Ask her, Rohan. Her answer might surprise you.

Throwing my phone onto the passenger side, my head flops back against the driver’s seat. Still spinning the Celtic knot through my fingers, I think of ways to get Saoirse to agree to come as my date, but come up empty. I’m not the roses and chocolate kind of guy. And I’m pretty sure showing up with her over my shoulder kicking and screaming is not an option either. I need a plan, and I sure as shit won’t find one sitting here stalking her from my car window.

Stuffing the USB back in the glove compartment, I then press down on the accelerator and take off towards my house.

I may not know much about wooing a woman, but I know who does, and more than likely, he’s camped out on my couch, as always.

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