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“Then it’ll just have to wait,” I countered sweetly. “We have other things on our plate, and Conor isn’t your indentured servant.”
Aidan frowned at that. “I never said he was.”
“No? You just drop the fact that he needs to amend your security on him when he comes by for Sunday dinner?”
Flicking a glance at his younger brother, Aidan’s tone was wary. “Kid—”
“I’ll see to it,” Conor said with a huff.
“On our time,” I argued, squeezing his fingers with mine.
“No, I’ll—”
“You won’t figure something out, Conor. Your brothers need to accept that you have a goddamn life and you need boundaries as much as they do.”
He smirked down at me. “You’re cute when you’re pissed.”
“I’ll be even more pissed,” I warned, “if you take on extra work when you’re already pushing your limits.”
Savannah waded in, “I’m not sure there’s anyone worse to talk about boundaries than you.”
“I’m turning over a new leaf.” And I’d turn it over a few million times if it meant sparing Conor from his family.
“Since when?” Vana queried, but she was studying me with as much interest as I’d had in her when taking note of her reactions to Aidan’s touch and his gentle terms of endearment.
“Since right now. It’s not like we’re sitting at home twirling our fucking thumbs, Vana.”
She shrugged. “It can wait, can’t it, Aidan?”
The eldest O’Donnelly son wasn’t scowling, not entirely, but he was bemused by this conversation. “I guess it can.”
With a satisfied nod, I drawled, “Good.”
Conor preened as he tugged an arm around my shoulder. “Is it the wrong time to tell you it’s hot as fuck when you stand up for me?”
“Yes, seeing as I have a future mother-in-law to meet.”
Savannah grinned. “To be honest, I’ve been looking forward to this all week.”
“Only you,” I grumbled.
When she grabbed my hand and started tugging on it, I let go of Conor’s only after we shared a glance. There was definitely heat there—he hadn’t been bullshitting about liking it when I stood up for him.
As we departed, Aidan informed him, “Paddy wants to talk to us later.”
His gaze still on me as I continued staring at him over my shoulder, relying on Vana to guide me into the house, he asked, “About?”
“Liam.”
“Liam’s their cousin.”
My head whipped around so I was facing forward this time. “I know who Liam is, Vana.”
“Did you know he plays for the Mounties, smart ass?”
“Of course. What’s that about?” I asked, motioning behind me.
“What’s what about? Conor’s brothers treating him like he’s Ask Jeeves or why Paddy’s dancing around like a leprechaun with itching powder down his pants?”
