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“I don’t sound like that.”
“I’ve got sad news for you, pal.”
He snorts, shaking his head with a grin as he pulls out into traffic. “Great, just what I need. Anothermouthlike Neve and Eilish.”
“Oh, I’m way worse than them.”
He laughs as we drive off. I smile, turning to grin out the window as the city rolls past.
I’m starting to like this whole “normalcy with a family” thing.
A lot.
Maybe too much.
30
UNA
I pullmy eyes from the book in my hands and grin when I see that it’s Eilish who’s calling.
“Hey—”
“Knock-knock.”
There’s an abrupt knock at the door, jolting me as my heart jumps into my fucking throat. Eilish makes a wincing sound that tells me my jumpiness wasn’t exactly silent.
“Sorry. That’s just me letting you know we’re here.”
I exhale, forcing a small laugh as I hang up and walk over to the main door to the penthouse. When I unlock and open it, Eilish and Callie are standing there with Elsa Guin.
“Hey!” Eilish gushes. “Look, I’m so sorry if I—wow.”
The three of them blink, staring in awe past me. I turn, following their gaze to see what’s caught their attention and realizing it’s the whole penthouse.
“This place isinsane,” Callie breathes.
“Wait, have you guys not been here before?”
Eilish gives me a curious look. “No. Cillian doesn’t bring anyone here. It’s like his refuge or sanctuary or something.” She makes a face. “Actually, I doubt we’re supposed to be here at all.”
“I’m quite positive we’renot,” Elsa says primly in her posh British accent. She turns to give me an all-business smile. “And how are you, Una?”
“I’m good, thanks. You?”
I haven’t seen much of her since she officiated at my wedding to Cillian. But for some reason, even though she’s so buttoned up and proper all the time, I really like Elsa.
Or maybe I’m just in awe of her. I mean the woman is only something like twenty-seven and was at one point ranked one of the top three lawyers—though I guess they’re called barristers or solicitors over there—in the UK. Now, she’s a partner at the super prestigious Crown and Black law firm here in New York, when she’s not moonlighting as the unofficial Drakos family counsel, that is.
And on top of that, the woman always looksamazing. Immaculately tailored skirts or pantsuits.Perfect, not-a-strand-out-of-place white-blonde hair always back in a severe bun, andexquisitelydone makeup—never over the top, just completely hitting-the-mark professional.
It’d be so easy to casually hate on her if she wasn’t sofreaking nice.
“I’m well, thank you,” she says crisply.
“We were on our way to the Banshee to go over some city contracts,” Eilish explains. “Which we need Elsa’s signatures on. But we wanted to stop by here on the way to see if you wanted to tag along!”
Elsa nods. “The place is coming along beautifully—uh,Callie…”
