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“Isa? Look at me.” He kept his voice soft but firm.
Those gorgeous eyes turned to him. She still looked tired. An exhaustion that went bone deep. He hated it.
“It’s their loss. You’re amazing. They should have fought to have you go with them. Or they should have stayed to be with you.”
“If it wasn’t for the fact that they took my brothers from me, I would have been fine with them going. No more awkward Sunday dinners where I felt like a stranger in my own home. A visitor in the house that used to be my mom’s. And I know I sound like a bitter stepdaughter, but . . .”
“You don’t apologize for your feelings,” he told her. “They’re fucking valid.”
Her mouth dropped open, then her eyes twinkled. “Is that your qualified opinion, doctor?”
“Don’t start with me, brat.”
“Sorry,” she said, sounding anything but. “Your feelings are valid too. Feel free to lay them on me.”
“My feelings are that your dad is a fuckwit.”
Isa sucked in a breath and he worried he might have gone too far. “That’s what Loki says too. Well, sometimes he says more colorful things than fuckwit. Like ‘that fucking horse’s ass wouldn’t know a good thing if it swallowed his cock and said blow’.”
“That makes absolutely no sense.”
“Yeah, Loki often doesn’t make much sense when he gets worked up. But he loves me.” She watched him carefully.
He’d seen the way she spoke about him, how she looked at him.
With longing.
He needed to make her forget about her feelings for her best friend.
“I can tell he’s been a good friend to you.”
Something filled her eyes. Pain?
“Yeah. The best. So, um, is that dinner?”
He glanced down at the plates of cold food. “Fuck! Dinner. Shit. It’s ruined.”
“It’s all right,” she protested. “Just a bit cold. We can still eat it. Or reheat it.” She reached for a plate, but he moved into her way, blocking her.
“It’s sat out too long. Anything could have touched it. You’re not eating it.”
No way. Not happening. His girl wasn’t eating food that might have been contaminated.
“Remy, it’s fine. I’ve eaten worse.”
“No!”
She shied back from him. Fuck. He hadn’t meant to scare her. He opened his mouth to say something, he wasn’t sure what, when she gave him a soft smile.
“Okay, we won’t eat it.”
Relief filled him and his rapid heartbeat started to slow. “Yeah. Good.”
“I’ll throw everything out.”
“I’ll do it.” He stood, looking down at the food as though he expected to see mold . . . to see bugs crawling on it . . .
There’s nothing there, you idiot.
