Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
“I’m doing all I can, Aislinn. I don’t know what else to do. Maybe I should marry Sean.” She laughed bitterly.
“What?”
“Don’t mind me. Things have been rough without you.” She sighed. “Okay. I’ll send Finn to you.”
Surprise surged through me. Things had to be dire for Mum to give in like this. She wasn’t telling me everything. Once I was back, I’d handle that too, but now I had Imogen—and soon Finn—to worry about. One thing after the other.
“Can you check flights?”
“Finn needs a passport.”
“I’ll talk to Lorcan, okay? We’ll handle it, Mum. Take care. Please.”
“Aoife!” someone shouted Mum’s name in the background.
“I must go.”
She hung up. I blew out a breath. Finn would come to New York to stay with me. I closed my eyes and smiled.
I was already in my nightgown when Lorcan came home that night around ten and to my surprise he was dressed in a suit, as usual without a tie.
“There’s cottage pie and Dublin coddle in the fridge in case you’re hungry, and even apple cake if you’re in the mood for something sweet.”
Lorcan moved toward the bed. He looked exhausted, and his stubble was slowly turning into a beard. I hadn’t seen him shave yet. “I’m hungry. For something sweet.”
The look in his eyes told me that I was the sweet treat.
Thirty minutes later, we were both panting, stretched out on our backs, our bodies slick with sweat. Lorcan had done quick work this time. It was our shortest sexual encounter so far, probably because of his exhaustion, but no less successful. After a quick but powerful orgasm by his tongue, he gave me another with his cock doggy style. This time he’d used a condom. I paid extra attention.
“I talked to my mother,” I said when I could finally speak again. “She agreed to send Finn to New York.”
Lorcan rolled over on his side and supported his head with his palm. “Good decision.” He scanned my face. “You’re happy.”
“I am. I miss him,” I admitted.
He nodded. “How much money does she need for the flight?”
“I don’t know. I paid about seven-hundred-fifty. I don’t know how to organize a flight for a three-year old, though. Maybe there are extra charges. Someone will have to take care of him before and during the flight.” I sighed, overwhelmed by the idea of Finn doing this by himself.
“I’m supposed to get two new recruits for the clan in a month. I’ll talk to Balor and say I need them sooner. Your brother can fly with them.”
“Really?” I paused. “They aren’t scary or anything, right?”
Lorcan chuckled and brushed a strand of hair from my face. “Not as scary as I am, and you deal well with me. Finn’s related to you, he’ll be fine.”
I laughed. “There’s another thing. Finn doesn’t have a passport yet. It’ll take weeks to get one.” I waited a little over three weeks for mine. “We’ll need it to book the flight and get the ESTA.”
“I’ll handle it. I’ll have someone issue a passport for him. Your mother needs to get his photo taken though.”
I nodded. So Finn would travel with a forged passport. Considering I hadn’t wanted to be involved in Lorcan’s business at all, I was reaping its benefits more and more. I guess that was another thing to add to my list for confession this Sunday.
“Aren’t you curious what Laurence told me?”
My eyes widened. Figuring the whole Finn situation, I’d forgotten all about the photographer. And all the sexy times really messed with my brain too. That was probably Lorcan’s intention. Keeping me too exhausted to cause trouble. The soreness between my legs had become a constant ache that would probably never cease.
“Tell me!”
“Please?” Lorcan’s smirk sent a shiver down my back, but I fought my body’s reaction.
“Please,” I gritted out.
“As expected, your sister didn’t pay the four thousand dollars herself.”
“Four thousand?”
“He’s a good photographer, I guess.”
“Who paid? A Russian business-man?”
“Laurence was a bit reserved with his answers. But yes, a Russian business-man. Not hard to guess considering Laurence’s involvement with them.”
“Did you find out who it was? You beat people up if they don’t tell you what you want to know.”
I couldn’t believe what I said, but life with Lorcan was taking its toll.
Lorcan chuckled darkly. “Ahh, sweet Aislinn.” He brushed a thumb across my lips. “Your innocence is fading too fast.”
“Losing interest?”
“Not at all, not at all.”
I swallowed thickly at the look of hunger in his eyes.
“So you didn’t find out anything else?”
“As I said, Laurence is under the Bratva’s protection. New York isn’t all mine. The Bratva and Five-Leaf-Clover have a sort of understanding. We don’t meddle in each other’s territories or businesses. The Chinese are causing enough problems. We don’t need additional stress. So even if I have many ways to extract information from someone, I don’t always use my methods. Laurence belongs Sergej, not me.”