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I shook my head and, laughing, told him, “You have a point. Although Aidan can be pretty fucking deadly when he chooses to be.”
“Bren’s made it an art form.”
“This is true. You’re also quite good at it.”
Eoghan dismissed that. “It’s different when you’re a thousand yards away.”
“Is it? Still taking a life, ain’t it?”
“It’s different. Trust me, the U.S. Army invested a couple million into making me not worry about my kills,” he said, totally unfazed.
I fell silent at his words, but it didn’t stop me from asking, “Doesn’t the guilt eat away at you?”
“You wanna know if sometimes I get in the fucking shower and weep like a baby when I think about how much blood is on my soul?”
We shared a glance.
A loaded one.
“What have you done?” Eoghan grated out after a few minutes.
“Nothing.”
He scowled at me. “Don’t fucking bullshit me.”
“I didn’t do anything,” I muttered, scraping a hand over my face. “That’s the problem.”
“Someone else did?”
“Yeah.”
“What?”
“I can’t say. It would change things. Change every-fucking-thing, in fact.”
“I can’t tell you not to worry about it because we both know that isn’t always doable.” He rubbed a thumb along his bottom lip. “But we can talk about it. If you want. I won’t say shit to anyone. I know Junior’s your man..." He heaved a sigh. "Can we cut the bullshit?"
I arched a brow. "By all means."
Eoghan hesitated a second before stating, “It has to be the worst kept secret in the family, but I know you’re Da's son, Finn. I've known for a while."
For a second, I just froze. Aidan knew now. At St. Patrick's church before we'd razed the fucker to the ground, he'd asked me for confirmation, and I wasn't about to lie. Neither was I about to lie now.
"Yeah, I'm his son," I said gruffly, the words still not falling from my lips with ease. If anything, it got harder to say them out loud, not easier.
"And let's face it, Ma might not have given birth to you, but she thinks of you as her own.”
Fuck, I wished that were the truth.
"When I first met Aoife, do you know I blackmailed her into sleeping with me?"
Eoghan's eyes rounded.
"Yeah. I'm a piece of shit. I know it.”
“Well, you’re certainly fucking something.” He tugged on his collar. “I mean, she’s apparently forgiven you.”
God, that was the least of my sins.
