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That wasn’t off topic. Much.
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” I asked warily.
“Good. And we came to an agreement as well after everything. I suppose…” Her brow furrowed. “It goes against the grain to say this, but I should thank you.
“Our honeymoon was odd and you probably helped because he was apologetic when, otherwise, he could have been… difficult.”
“Don’t thank me,” I said honestly. “I’m glad that my actions changed the course of things for you though.”
She graced me with a regal nod, but her dislike of me had outweighed her fear.
I found that I didn’t mind. Even if, moments before, I’d been amused by her anxiety around me.
Aoife, clearing her throat, remarked, “I learned that Lena has moved into your building, Star. Savannah.”
“How did you find out?” Aela inquired as she jiggled Cameron on her knee.
“Overheard Finn and Aidan talking about it.”
“I had to help her with her kitchen,” Savannah said with a huff. “Star was useless, of course.”
“Of course,” I agreed easily, though my gaze darted between the women as I tried to figure out where Aoife was going with this.
First a mention of Dagda, now Lena?
I’d attended enough Saturday night dinners at her place to know that her MIL was not a topic of conversation to be discussed in front of Aoife.
“Why did she leave the estate?”
“Why didn’t you ask Finn?” Inessa queried, her tone softer.
“Because we rarely talk about her. I know he doesn’t want to hurt me but…” She sucked in a breath. “Finn hurts too. She’s the only real mother he’s ever had.”
“Shame she’s a murderous bitch,” Aela grumbled as she resettled Cameron on her lap.
Aoife carefully placed her cup down on the table. “I don’t think she’s murderous. A bitch, yes, but not murderous. That implies she wants to go on a killing spree. Even I know the Lena of today isn’t the Lena of… back then.”
Aela frowned. “Is Finn still taking Jake to see her?”
“Yes. That’s why Finn was discussing things with Aidan. He needed to know where to visit her.”
“I’ve been around when he drops by,” Savannah admitted.
Aoife cut her a look. “Why do you sound awkward?”
“Mostly because it is. Lena tries but Finn’s quiet. Jake’s… I’d say he’s too young to figure out there’s something going on between them.”
Absently, Aoife reached up and rubbed her chest as if something was paining her.
“I can’t get involved for obvious reasons,” I admitted lightly, “but I know a gun-for-hire, Aoife. You almost had her over for dinner…”
“Why do I feel as if you don’t say that to anyone you don’t like?”
I beamed a grin at her. “You’re catching on.”
I did like Aoife.
She was a gentle soul who baked brilliant brownies and who, despite all odds, had found her place in the world even though said world was content to toss her under the bus a few dozen times.
