“Go on, ladies,” Cormack says after stealing another kiss and a pat on the ass. I’m sure that pleases my father.
I roll my eyes and say with a bit of sass, “We’ll need their bags brought up.”
“Yes, love.” I smile and then lead my mother and sister to our suite.
“So what have you planned so far?” my sister asks.
“Better yet, where did you find him? He’s handsome and bold.”
“She stalked him,” Aria says, laughing as she bounces onto the sofa of our private wing.
I slap her arm. “You brat.”
Rubbing the spot, she acts completely innocent. “What? It’s the truth. Does he know that you were practically panting over him from a distance?”
“Yes, he knows.”
“Well, I don’t know. Dish.” My mother drags me down to the chair and sits next to me.
“I saw his image on TV and then I decided I had to try and run into him. It took two days to get from London to Dublin with the details on where I could possibly find him. We met, he pursued, and I surrendered.”
“That’s wonderful.” A minute later there’s a knock at our door and it’s our luggage.
“Thank you,” I tell John, one of Cormack’s men who I happen to like.
“Now that we have these, let’s get started.” Rubbing her hands together, my mother goes into action and I feel the trouble coming. It’s going to be a busy pre-wedding day.
CHAPTER SEVEN
CORMACK
I turn to Shamus and whisper, “Stay with them.”
“Yes, sir.” My men are extremely loyal to me and my ambitions because it’s beneficial for all of us.
As soon as they all leave and it’s just me and her father, he leans in and asks, “Are you worried we’re going to kidnap her?”
I shake my head, knowing exactly who he’s talking about. “No. Even though this was once my home, it now belongs to my brother and let’s just say, I wouldn’t trust him as far as I could throw him especially with the opposite sex.”
“And yet, you’re still marrying here with him as your best man.” His brow arches up just like Gloria and that’s the first similarity I see in them.
“You know about that?”
“Yes, my wife asked because Aria’s Gloria’s bridesmaid.”
“It’s our world politics especially after losing the head of the Family.” He nods, understanding where I’m coming from. “Well he’s been warned that Aria’s a minor, so he’ll keep his hands to himself. If she has a problem with him, let me know and I’ll deal with the fucker. Aria might not be my responsibility, but Gloria’s my heart, so anything that upsets her needs to be dealt with, that includes my brother.”
“Good man. Now how about that drink?” We walk over to the liquor cabinet, and he points to the bourbon, so I fill two tumblers with ice and the amber liquid.
“Anyway, enough about him. I wanted to apologize about the way I reacted the other night on the phone. You’re Gloria’s father, so I should have taken the verbal thrashing.”
“Truthfully I respected you more for it. Gloria needs someone who isn’t going to back down when it gets tough.” We shake hands as an understanding.
“I’m just not used to taking shit from anyone but your daughter.”
“She’s already let you have it?” His smug expression would be funny if I didn’t know how close I came to losing Gloria.
“More than once. From the first time I met her, she’s been a sweet yet strong woman who refused to let me run all over her. Although, I’m sure you won’t be pleased by the way we met.”