Page 41 of The Viking Blues


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When both women assured the brothers they were fine, the men vanished back into the garden.

“What an arsehole,” Lucy muttered. “You should report this to Scott. Just in case.”

Mia frowned. “Just in case of what?”

“Just in case of whatever. You never know what these crazies are capable of until it’s too late. Like the woman who tried to hurt Jane last year. That was a mess and a half.”

“Someone tried to hurt Jane? What the hell happened?”

Lucy filled her in about the graffiti and the fire and the car crash and by the time she was finished, Mia had her phone in her hand and the number for the Melville’s Cross Police station on the screen. “You’re right. I’ll give the good sergeant a call.”

“While you do that, I’ll make us a cuppa,” Lucy said, then took the front steps two at a time.

Mia watched her new friend with an envious eye. For a woman who was five years older than Mia, and almost two months pregnant, Lucy Barton was insanely fit, and for a teeny-tiny moment, Mia’s insecurities joined forces with the echoes of the shithead realtor’s words about her limited capabilities, making her feel like an inferior woman.

“I hate you,” she muttered, watching the other woman disappear into the house, knowing the words were a complete lie.

Lucy was awesome, and Mia couldn’t hate her if she tried. Besides, it wasn’t Lucy’s fault Mia couldn’t run up flights of stairs anymore.

That was all on her and her choice of career.

After calling the police station and leaving a brief message with the constable, Mia slowly made her way upstairs to her waiting cup of tea and the sense of serenity that came with it.

“How do you like your tea?” Lucy asked as Mia entered the kitchen.

“Black, please,” she said and fetched the leftover honey and lemons Ollie had left for her on Friday night.

Tea in hand, Mia showed Lucy to the back veranda and the magnificent view beyond it, but Lucy seemed more interested in other things. “So what’s the deal with you and Oliver?” she said.

Mia stilled. “What deal?”

“Oh come on. You two haven’t seen each other for two decades and now you’re moving in together? Is the sex really that good?”

Her serenity blown to shit, Mia stared at Lucy with wide eyes. She had no response. What the hellcouldshe say? “Why yes, actually, Oliver’s cock is perfect, not only in size and style, but it’s attached to a man who actually knows how to use it. Huzzah!”

Taking pity on her, Lucy explained, “Look, I adore Abby, but she’s my future sister-in-law, and I couldreallyuse a girlfriend I can talk to about the size of Toby’s dick.”

Turning her head just in time to send it over the railing instead of directly into Lucy’s face, hot tea sprayed from Mia’s mouth. After taking a moment to regain her composure, she stared at her new friend with her mouth gaping open before bursting out laughing.

“Oh my God, I did not need that image in my head,” she laughed, then narrowed her gaze. “But out of curiosity…,” she said, dropping her voice to a whisper as if afraid the man in question would overhear, “how big are we talking?”

Lucy grinned and held her hands an unfathomable width apart. Was she measuring a penis or a prize winning cucumber?

“No way.” Mia shook her head, her eyes impossibly wide. “That can’t be right. That’s inhuman.”

“Oh, you have no idea,” Lucy said, sighing. “I can’t wait to marry that man.”

“One more week and the wait is over,” Mia said. “And yes, the sex really is that good. Also, I’m never looking Toby in the eyes again.”

Chapter Fourteen

On Monday morning it was decided that Oliver should have Rafe’s spare set of keys for Someday, and by lunchtime, he was strolling through the door of Rafe’s legal office to pick them up.

“Hey, Sue,” Ollie said to the receptionist. “I’m here to pick up some keys from Rafe. They’re the ones we had cut for the Caldwell house a few months back.”

Rafe’s usually unflappable receptionist stared at Ollie like she’d seen a ghost, then buzzed his brother.

Rafe appeared a moment later but not from his office. He came from the direction of the conference room. “Ollie, come with me. Now.”

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