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“Just passing the time while I’m there.” I clear my throat. “Turns out she was a virgin and I kind of got her addicted to sex. Better she have it with me than…” I stop when two sets of eyes and jaws drop, agog at me. “What?”
“You took her virginity?” Kieran asks.
“She bled on your cock?” Lachlan puts it more bluntly.
“How old is she?” Kieran goes for a second round before I can answer.
I just waved the white flag to these walking red flags.
“She’s thirty.” I exhale.
“And still a virgin?” Lachlan croaks.
I stare at my brothers, who I know took their wives’ virtue.
“Did it make you a little…possessive about your wives?” I ask, my voice getting low.
“Bleedin’ fuck sake,” Kieran says and stands up. “Kaitlin,” he calls out for one of the nannies and next, he’s handing over Matteo, who, I realize now is Cillian, since Kaitlin is his nanny.
With his hands free, I worry Kieran is going to kick the crap out of me the way he did when we were kids. We all beat the hell out of one another. Typical Irish brat behavior.
I stand up, not wanting to be a sitting duck. Holding up my hands, I say, “Can we talk about the Borgias?”
Kieran halts. “You’re supposed to be meeting with them to make sure they know Stasia has been returned to her father, and I want someone’s head for pointing a gun at Darragh.”
This is some fucking to-do list I have.
“I’ve been busy helping the Las Vegas Fraud and Corruption Unit figure out a way to prosecute the Borgias. That was the payment for Cormac and Ana’s cases being dropped. Not my ten-inch dick in the prosecutor.”
But I am sticking around to play sex games and dating app fuckery with her.
“What kind of case?” Kieran asks, ignoring my dick comment.
“Money laundering.” I rub my fists together. “Statute runs out in a couple of weeks. Borgia’s lawyers keep getting a continuance.”
“Running out the clock,” Lachlan says, rubbing his chin.
It strikes that fucking raw memory of the night I killed Balor’s attackers. Lachlan was with me, but I was alone with Da’s cruel underboss while my fingers were cracked and bleeding from the cold while I buried those fuckers all by myself.
That bleeds into another memory of when Riordan and I were burying witnesses who were in the wrong place at the wrong time when Craig Nolan, Da’s hitman…
Burying witnesses.
“Jesus fucking Christ…” I mutter.
“What’s with you?” Lachlan slaps my arm, the contact stinging.
I only want Jillian’s hands on me. “Something about this case just hit me.”
This isn’t news for my brothers. It means nothing to them. Borgia isn’t our problem. Anymore, anyway. I just need to verify it.
“I’ll make sure to meet with their underboss next week.”
“Then I need you home.” Kieran gets forceful and glances at my crotch. “There’s plenty of good pussy right here.”
Lachlan rubs his eyes. “But she bled on his cock, Kier.”
It sounds like he knows what I’m going through.
