“It is, and the longer it takes to eat, I’m liable to gut one and cook it on the radiator of your pretty ride.”
“Let’s get you moving. I’ve heard about women getting ‘hangry.’” I rushed her to our room and into the shower. We’re out in ten minutes, forgoing the fucking I’d love to do because I doubt she’s fucking kidding about the food.
The drive down to my hometown is beautiful and Gloria can’t take her eyes off the scenery. I’m proud of the natural enchantment of Ireland. It’s perfect and I honestly could raise our family here. Maybe we will visit her parents or have them come to enjoy the land.
“This place is perfect. You want to marry me here?” I slow down and look at her to see tears in her eyes.
“Sweetheart, please don’t cry. There’s a lot of shit I can take, but not your tears.”
“It’s just so romantic. Goodness, my sister’s going to adore this place. Maybe we can find her a husband here in a couple of years.”
“When the time comes, I can introduce her to friends if you’d like, but I’m not sure your father would care for that.”
“Probably not.” We break out into a fit of laughter just as we pull down the path to the family estate.
CHAPTER SIX
GLORIA
Yep. I don’t like Peter at all. In fact, I despise him and wish he’d been the Delaney whose death I heard about. He’s a creep and a half. His wife is an absolute doll and I hate that she’s with such a sleazeball. His eyes roam over everything that walks with a pussy between the thighs like he’s the fucking king off all he sees. Cormack doesn’t end him because he doesn’t want to take over or he’d kill him himself, especially when he said it’s a pity I picked the wrong brother while licking his lips.
“I can’t even,” I mutter, shaking my head as I glare at my fiancé’s lousy asshole brother who has more power than he should.
“Your family’s here,” Cormack says, kissing my cheek and bringing me back to a cheerful place. “Peter, please behave like a respectable human being for a change.”
“I’ll do what I please in my own home.” When my family comes in, I rush into my father’s arms, wanting him to know that I don’t want problems.
He smiles down at me. “I’ve missed you, princess.”
“I’ve missed you too. I’ve missed all of you.” I go around hugging my mother and sister who smile brightly when our faces meet. They had their seconds to admire my man while I greeted my father. “Let me introduce you to my Cormack.” I lead them halfway as Cormack comes to my side. “Mother, Father, Aria, this is Cormack Delaney. Cormack, this is my mother, Ignacia, my father Anthony and my little sister, Aria.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet all of you.” Dad gives him a look of total bullshit, so Cormack adds. “Even you, sir.” Hearing a cough behind us, Cormack stiffens his back. “I’d like you to meet my family. This is my brother Peter, and his wife is at present resting.”
“It’s a true pleasure to meet all of you. Gloria didn’t mention that the good looks run in the family.” Not in yours.
“Well, thankfully I have a long time before this one is ready to leave me.”
“Can we talk about wedding stuff yet?” my mother says.
“Yes, please. Mom brought so much stuff just in case we needed it. I kid you not. I don’t think we have any clothes for more than a day that aren’t wedding wear.” She rolls her eyes.
“Yes, my love, please take them to our suite.”
“Boss,” a voice comes from behind us. “I have a call from the distributor,” one of Peter’s men says.
“Please excuse me. Welcome to the Delaney estate,” Peter says, excusing himself from our presence which I can’t complain about.
“Let’s have a drink and talk,” my father says.
“Please behave,” my mother warns them.
“Always.”
I give my father a side eye, knowing that’s complete bullshit.
“Anthony,” my mother adds her warning glare.
“I swear.” He makes a cross on his chest. Cormack laughs and shakes his head. “Laugh now but wait until she has you by the balls.”