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“I think my mind exploded with those orgasms. But maybe later we’ll have to try again. Just to make sure you can’t do better. For research purposes and all. Besides, you still have to meet my challenge. Next time”—she palms my semi-hard cock and it twitches in her grasp—“you’ll be the one begging.”
She might actually be right.
Before long, Sorcha is softly snoring, and I stare up at the darkened ceiling.I lied to her. Then again, that’s what I’m good at. Because after this, nothing is going to be the same between us. She’s not the kind of person who can separate her emotions from sex. It’s already evident. I have nobody to blame but myself. I’m the one who told her this marriage was real between us.
God, she’d been perfect though. Every response had made my cock harder than it’s ever been. Nothing had prepared me for how good it felt to be deep inside her. Sorcha fit me like a glove. One time and I’m already addicted to her. I want her again and again. She snuggles closer, as though seeking my warmth. I draw the blanket up higher and tuck it beneath her chin. She releases a contented sigh.
I close my eyes, hoping for sleep, but my mind won’t quiet. Carefully, I slide out from beneath her and throw my jeans and shirt back on. Glancing over my shoulder to make sure she’s still asleep, I walk out into the common room for a drink. I stop short. A lamp is on and the dim light shows Finn’s already seated in one of the chairs with a drink in his hand.
“What are you doing home?” I ask quietly as I make my way to the bar.
“The last time I checked, I lived here.”
I glance over my shoulder and fill my glass with whiskey. “You know what I mean. Why aren’t you at the casino?”
“Needed a break for a night. Brenn is perfectly capable of taking care of things while I’m not there.”
With drink in hand, I take a seat in my usual chair. “I never said he wasn’t.”
We sit in silence for several minutes, each of us sipping our drink.
“I still can’t believe you’re getting married,” Finn breaks it. “You always said you never would. Not after Mother.”
If not for Campbell calling my bluff, I wouldn’t be. “Sorcha’s my best friend. I’m doing what I have to to keep her safe.”
He makes a sound I can’t decipher and takes another drink. “You seemed a little jealous when you brought her to the casino.”
I should have known he’d bring that up. “I wasn’t jealous. Merely protective. I know how you are with women.”
Finn’s eyes narrow. “Not with women who are taken. I’ve seen what cheating does to a relationship. Do you really think I’d do something like that?”
A pinch of guilt plucks at my chest. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”
The quiet settles between us for another minute.
“Do you ever hate Da for what he did?” he finally asks.
I turn my head sharply in his direction. “Hate him for what? His affair with Nora?”
“For forcing Mother to marry him knowing she was in love with someone else,” Finn says. “If he would have married Nora instead then maybe Mother wouldn’t have hated him—hatedus—so much.”
“You forget that it was Grand-da who forced the wedding. He’s the one who deserves all our hate. Beside, if Da had married Nora, none of us would have existedforMother to hate. The only person who would even be here is Imogen.” I take another sip of whiskey.
No one mourned when Grand-da died a decade ago. He’d been a ruthless prick who actually puts Liam Campbell to shame. At least Campbell loves Imogen enough not to kill any of us unprovoked. Unlike Grand-da who’d had our Uncle Brian murdered.
It’s been twenty-three years and I’ve never told a soul that I was there and witnessed the whole thing. I’ll take the secret to my grave. Not to protect the old bastard, but because it would break something in Da if he knew.
Finn tosses back the rest of his drink and stands. “Not that you asked, but you’re not fooling anyone other than yourself. We’ve all seen how you look at Sorcha when you don’t think anyone’s watching. I know how you feel about Mother and loving someone. But don’t let her keep you from what could be the best thing to ever happen to you. She made her own choices and so can you.”
Without another word, he walks to the bar and places his empty glass in the sink then turns and heads down the hallway that leads to his room. I finish off my own drink and refill it before grabbing the glass and the bottle from the cabinet and bringing them both back to the chair. Finn’s wrong. Whatever he thinks he sees isn’t there. Or maybe I am really lying to myself. I’ve always been a great liar, after all.
CHAPTER24
Sorcha
I had sex with Aidan.
Panic flutters in my chest.
