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“I felt the same way.”
“When Sorcha opened the door and you walked in, last night, I’d never been so happy to see anyone in my life. I mean that, Press. Even when I saw Seraphina after the container door opened and I walked out. Nothing has hit me the way seeing you did. I wanted to race into your arms and beg you to never leave me again.”
“I won’t leave you. I promise.” Something about the words I’d just spoken didn’t ring true. I meant them. I’d never abandon Luisa willingly. But deep inside, the possibility I’d have to leave her unwillingly settled like a blanket of dread.
“I want to tell you about my conversation with Beau.”
Thankfully, we’d already confessed our feelings for one another. If we hadn’t, I would’ve dreaded whatever she was about to tell me.
“He came back for me. He was considering going to Australia, as everyone suspected he might, but instead, he came back here. He told me he’d like us to see each other, um, romantically.”
If I didn’t know it was me she wanted, her last words would have gutted me. “What was your response?”
“Obviously, I told him I wasn’t interested. However, something he said resonated with me.”
“Go on.”
“He said he knew the day would come when I would be brave enough to admit my feelings for you.”
Admittedly, that my brother would say such a thing stunned me.
“He was right, Press. It took a lot for me to just admit I missed you.”
“It was the same for me, pet.”
“I need to warn you, though; he’s hurt and angry. Those words weren’t spoken kindly. More, accusatory.”
Luisa tightened her grip around my waist, perhaps guessing I intended to go in search of my brother and give him the punch in the face he deserved.
“He’s talking to your father now, then I’m pretty sure he’s leaving again.”
“I should speak with him before he does.”
“Please don’t argue with him. Focus on the motivation behind the behavior, not the behavior itself.”
I looked at her with wide eyes. “My mum used to say that very thing.”
“I think most mothers do.” She smiled. “He’s hurting, Press, just like you are.”
“He and our mother were quite close.”
“You were close to her too.”
I nodded. “She was our anchor, something Beau required more often than I did.”
“That doesn’t come as a surprise. You’re my anchor.”
I leaned down and kissed her. “I want to be so much more. If that’s what you want as well.”
“I do…” She bit her bottom lip.
“But we need to take things slowly,” I finished her sentence.
“You understand me better than anyone, even Dr. Benedict.”
“Would you still like to arrange a talk with her?” I asked.
“I would.”
