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“That’s his choice but you won’t make it for him. You can’t guilt him into letting her back in because that’s what you want. If I find out that’s what you’re doing then you’ll deal with me. Now leave.”
Once more he toyed with the idea of challenging me but thought better of following through. “I’ll leave, but keep her out of our family business.”
My father left and I apologized to Keiris. She didn’t seem bothered by the things he’d said but I was curious about something there could only be one explanation for.
“You talked to her?”
Keiris nodded, took my hand, and guided me back to the living room where I sat and she climbed into my lap. “It wasn’t a civil conversation. I wanted to know why now, after all these years, and she didn’t have a response. I told her she needed to leave and never come back. If you and Tynan wanted a relationship with her, you would seek her out and if I overstepped…”
“You didn’t.” I smiled, cupping the back of her neck and bringing her mouth to mine, delivering soft kisses. “I meant what I said. You can do whatever with me.”
“If you change your mind…”
I shook my head. “I won’t. Ty might but I won’t. I used to believe I needed closure for that part of my life and that it had to come from her but it didn’t. It’s always been my decision. I’m deciding to be okay and I’m not saying it’s as easy as saying fuck it and fuck her because it’s not. I just know I’m ready to do the work now so I can be okay.”
“Good, because I want that for you.”
And that was enough to heal a small part of me. The rest I would figure out in time. Time that included the woman I’d fallen hard and fast for.
ChapterEleven
Keiris.
“This is so perfect,” I mumbled as the masseuse twisted her fist against my back, kneading my sore muscles. The light scent of lavender and citrus danced around me and the warm almond oil that glossed my skin only added to the experience.
“Perfect this is not. Perfect would be if her hands belonged to a him.”
I smiled into the circular cushion that housed my face. Dreeya was so damn extra.
“Is she not doing a good job?”
“She is buthewould be doing an amazing job. I can’t believe you’re depriving me of the full experience because you have a man now.”
“Would you stop before these women believe we’ve been up in here getting happy endings?”
“They know how things go down with the right masseuse.”
“Dreeya.”
“Okay, damn. No happy endings at least not that kind of happy ending. No sex is involved, just me being happy to have a pair of nice strong hands on me.”
“Dreeya, shut up.”
“Fine.”
Twenty minutes later we were walking out, sipping on raspberry cucumber water, feeling light and refreshed while we headed to the sauna. A good massage and sweat session to release toxins was a blissful combination.
Dreeya and I elected for one of the smaller units so we wouldn’t have to share. After we were inside, she started with the questions about tonight. She and Balor were officially meeting for the first time. Two weeks had passed since I was blessed enough to meet his family—oh what a joy—and he was finally meeting mine.
Well, in person. Balor had spoken to my parents on the phone and FaceTime and they seemed to get along great. I would know for sure in a few months when we traveled to Tennessee for Christmas. He had also talked to Dreeya on FaceTime. They hadn’t shared space because as much as she complained about her job, she loved it enough to stay in the air more than she was on the ground it seemed.
I was both excited and nervous for my two worlds to collide.
“You know I’m not going to be nice just for the sake of being nice.”
“I know you, Dree. Why the hell would I think that?”
“You shouldn’t but just in case you had a memory lapse about who I am then I didn’t want there to be any surprises.”
