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I lifted my phone, my brows drawing in as I pulled up Thomas’s number and stared at it.
“A former heir. Good looking. Are you telepathic too?”
“What do you mean?”
“If you’re psychically trying to send a message, the lack of response tells me it’s probably not working.”
“I’ll call later.” I stood. “I think I’m taking off. It’s slow and I’ve got other stuff to do. Scott doesn’t care either way. You got this?”
“Yep. Have fun and good luck.”
“Thanks. I’m going to need it.”
My hand tightened around my phone as I walked to my car. The engine purred, and I clicked the button to bring back up Thomas’s number. I hit send, hearing ringing fill the interior from the car’s speakers.
“Aimon, good of you to call.”
“Thanks.” I put the car in gear, leaving the dealership. “Is my grandfather home?”
“He is.”
“I need to see him. Can you ask him if I can come by?”
“Yes. Give me a moment.”
The phone was put on hold. I headed towards the estate as the silence stretched out.
“I’m with him now. He wants to know what this concerns.”
“His granddaughter and his heiress.”
Mumbling. “Yes, you can come.”
I almost couldn’t believe it. “I’m on my way. I’ll be there shortly.”
The line went dead. I spent the minutes letting the quiet settle me. Was I sure this is what I wanted? I felt I did, but was I sure? This was huge. Marriage for a Carmelo was final. There was no divorce, under any circumstances. When you said your vows, they were for life. And this would be a separate life for both of us. Banishment, disinherited, they were the same thing. I could marry, but I’d never be part of the family unless the decision was revoked. I couldn’t live there. She couldn’t live with me. The best thing we could look forward to were stolen moments. Could I do that? Could I face living my life on those terms? Yes. I wanted every minute I could get with her, but was a part-time future enough or fair for Fay?
The gate opened, and I headed up the driveaway. I used to be so good under pressure. Before Fay, I couldn’t remember getting nervous about anything. Not work. Not the occasional random date that never ended in anything. Right now, I was shaking so badly from adrenaline, I could have run a marathon in half the time.
I opened the door, heading towards the house. Guards had the main doors opened within feet of me approaching.
“Hello, Sir.”
I smiled. “Hello, Jackson. Pierce.”
“They’re in the dining room. Master Carmelo says he’ll talk to you there.”
“Oh.” I looked at my watch. Of course. Right on time. He probably thought I was here for some sort of handout for free food. “Thank you. I know the way.”
I walked straight, bypassing the stairs. When I turned left down the hall, the double doors were open, and Fay and Charles were at the table. They already had plates in front of them, but what I saw was not what I expected. There were no fancy courses set or extravagant dishes laid out. I looked at the two boxes of pizza, feeling as thought I was in the wrong house.
“Aimon?” Fayette went to stand when my grandfather grabbed her hand causing her to pause midway. She slowly sunk into her seat, looking between the two of us.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize the time. I can wait in the study until you’re both finished.”
“We’re not animals, Aimon. We take our time when we eat. Sit. Have you tried this before?”
Was it a smile or was it a puzzled expression I was trying to hide? What had Fay done to him? My grandfather didn’t eat fast food.
