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“You’d think it would trigger arguments, but it doesn’t,” Aidan agreed. “They do have a good rapport.”
“Your approval means the world to me,” I mocked, rolling my eyes at my older brother who, shaking his head, chuckled at me.
“Whether I die or not, there will be… plans put in place. He might meet with me or he might meet with my successor. Either way, he’ll meet with the United Brotherhood before we endorse him. Six months into his degree, not a moment sooner,” he pledged.
Hearing the note of finality in his tone, I knew that was as much of a concession as he’d grant us.
And to be frank, with him having influenced the current president’s elections when the man was as imperfect as he was, with as many secrets as Davidson had, that was a green light if ever I’d heard one.
“Elizabeth Davidson had ties to the Éire le chéile go deo.”
Anton cut me a look. “Her husband was in the dark, but that was important to keep his nose clean.”
I had to wonder if Davidson did know about her ties because he sure as hell knew about Anton fucking her.
“So, you must know about Aoife too?”
“Naturally.”
“And still you endorsed him?” I spluttered.
“You better than anyone know the importance of a bargaining chip.” Anton shrugged. “Anyway, a malfunctioning Ireland keeps Britain at odds with the rest of the world.”
“And that’s in the Brotherhood’s favor?” Aidan questioned warily.
“Now that you’re the head of the ECD,” he mused, taking a sip of his whiskey and definitely not answering Aidan’s question, “you might find there are other means of being of service to your country before your nephew is a sitting president. Would that interest you, Aidan?”
My brother straightened in his seat. “Of course.”
Anton’s smile was cool but pleased. “I’m glad to hear that.”
37
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WHAT THE WATER GAVE ME - FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE
Conor stopped humming to the song I’d sent him earlier, Florence and the Machine’s “What the Water Gave Me” to ask, “Where’s Katina tonight? With Lyra and Troy?”
“Nah. Troy said Lyra needed some space after Kat got too noisy yesterday. I can’t blame her. Kat was more hyper than usual. The damn kittens didn’t help what with their yowling.” My nose crinkled at the memory—getting to know my cousin wasn’t easy when Kat and she didn’t get along. “Kiddo is the direct opposite of Lyra so she’s with Savannah who shares a noise and energy level with her.”
“Not that I want to argue about spending time together, but why?”
“This is date night number three,” I explained as I chowed down on a watermelon Airheads he’d given me as I jumped behind the wheel.
He arched a brow as he rested his boot on the dash and propped his elbow on his knee. “Date numero tres. You can’t get enough of me, can you? Admit it.”
My lips twitched. “If we crash, you’ll shatter your femur if you stay in that position.”
“That’s not a sexy way to start date night,” he grumbled, but he moved his foot back into the footwell.
I did like a man who listened.
Combined with how, on nights like tonight when he was extra playful, he was practically a vibrator with how goddamn giddy he made me.
“It’s definitely not sexy. But I don’t intend on spending the night in the ER.”
“If we’re not going there, where are we going?”
