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“I’d appreciate the backup if you didn’t make that even creepier. I can’t see Conor wanting to fuck under the hanged corpses of traitors,” Savannah drawled.
“He’d be down if I was down, I think. He’s very…” A smile danced on my lips. “…open to new experiences.”
I didn’t realize it, but every single one of my sisters-in-law moved closer to the table at my words.
“My cousin tried to hook up with him at my wedding,” Inessa said in a quiet voice.
My brow puckered. “Remind me to kill her.”
“You can’t kill everyone he’s been with,” Camille pointed out calmly, flicking a glance at her manicure. “What would be the sense in that?”
“Anyway,” Inessa grumbled, “she said he was different.”
“Different, how?” I argued. “He’s got one dick and two balls like any man.”
Inessa shrugged. “She just said he was different. And he never gave her his number. If I liked my cousin, I’d probably have been annoyed on her behalf.”
“Which one?” Camille questioned.
“Klara.”
“God, I used to hate her.”
“She was so jealous I got Eoghan. I think that’s why she went for Conor. But…” She cleared her throat. “I mean, something happened at our apartment when we got home and Conor had to focus on repairing our security system.”
My nose crinkled. “I should probably apologize to you for that.”
“What do you need to apologize for? It’s not like…” Her eyes widened as she jerked to her feet. “You invited that woman, that whore, into our apartment?”
“I thought the O’Donnellys were the front for the Sparrows,” I admitted with a shrug. “Plus, aCooooig needed his code rattled and his ego brought down a notch.”
“I don’t believe you! You ruined my wedding night!”
I frowned. “Conor told me once that you never even met Eoghan until the day of your wedding. Don’t pretend like I wasn’t doing you a favor.
“A woman deserves to know if her husband is bringing a side piece into the marriage bed.”
“Wait, so, you did it to piss Conor off or to let Inessa know Eoghan had a girlfriend?” Camille questioned—I was starting to pick up on the fact that she was always the voice of reason in these matters.
I hitched a shoulder. “Both.”
“You’re clearly not sorry so why apologize?” Aela retorted.
“Because I didn’t know I’d ever be sitting down for afternoon tea with my sister-in-law who I happened to…” I paused. “I didn’t mean to hurt Inessa. Just Eoghan.”
Savannah snorted at that, but her gaze was amused—she was used to me being the cat among the pigeons.
I figured she was mostly glad that, in this instance, she wasn’t in any danger of getting bitten.
“Does Eoghan know?” Aoife inquired, her tone serene.
“He does, but I didn’t apologize to him if that makes it any better,” I directed at Inessa who Camille was gently trying to encourage to sit down again.
Aoife flashed a look between us. “I think we need to let bygones be bygones.”
“When she says ‘we,’ she means ‘you,’ Inessa,” Aela drawled.
Inessa huffed, but her gaze turned thoughtful. “Eoghan offered to change our furniture after that night.”
