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“Ah,” he said, coming over to me. “You’re feeling better?”
“Much,” I replied, as he led me into the kitchen. “I didn’t sleep much when I was…well, you know.”
“That’s understandable.”
He opened the fridge and pulled some things out, while turning on the stove.
“Lorcan, I can cook for myself.”
“Nonsense,” he said. “You’re a guest.”
He did something next that I hadn’t seen, well not at least for several years. He smiled. The weary lines from around his eyes crinkled and his eyes lit up. He seemed so much younger when he smiled but having Killian and Conor as brothers couldn’t have been easy on him.
“Have you heard from them?”
The smile was gone and the same old Lorcan was back.
“No,” he replied. “But you know Killian, he’s better at this than any of us. He’ll be fine.”
“You’re still worried, though?”
Lorcan sighed. “Of course, they are my brothers. I’m more concerned with the fact Killian doesn’t know you are safe.”
My stomach dropped. “You didn’t tell him?”
“I tried to,” he said as he dropped bacon into the pan. The sizzle snapped my attention to what was happening in the kitchen. “He turned his phone off.”
“Is there another way to get the news to him? Someone who can track him down?”
“There are a number of our men doing that as we speak,” Lorcan said. “The only problem is when Killian wants to do something that we don’t all agree on, he knows how to avoid being tracked.”
Lorcan went to work on the eggs next and popped bread into the toaster. I couldn’t seem to think about anything other than Killian, even though the smell of the breakfast was divine.
“Sloane,” Lorcan broke my spell and I looked over at him. “You need to let me worry about him and Conor. Your main job here is to relax and recover, yeah?”
I nodded and offered him a smile but it wasn’t genuine and I knew he could tell. He went back to cooking, and then plated it all up.
When it was in front of me, I couldn’t help but be impressed.
“This looks like a chef prepared it,” I said, picking up my fork. “Who knew you were so handy in the kitchen?”
“We all have hobbies,” he said, as he started to clean up. “Eat up.”
“Where’s Teeghan?”
“She’s gone to the docks,” he said.
“Why?”
Lorcan stilled before he dropped all the dirty pans in the sink. Slowly, he turned around and rested against the bench.
“You know, being with Conor, she is prone to dangers that we face, but also information about how we run things.”
I shrugged. “Well, yeah, I figured.”
“Conor is away, which means we are down men. Teeghan has been learning how to run the business while he is away.”
That was news to me.
