I knew how a bull felt when a matador was taunting it.
“How’s she doing, anyway? Aside from being horny, I mean,” he jibed.
“She’s better.”
“Good. I’m glad to hear it.” He hummed under his breath as I hailed a cab, and the fucker got in with me when one pulled up. Before I could speak, he gave the cab his father’s office address. “Dad wants to talk.”
“That why you were following me around like a bulldog?”
“No. I happened to see you and just got the text from him.”
I released a sharp breath. I needed to find some patience because Aidan Sr. always drained mine, and Eoghan had already worked his shitty magic on me.
“Isn’t she mad at you?”
“Who?” I inquired, turning my head away from him.
“Aoife.”
“About what?”
He shrugged. “The compound. The shooting.Everything?”
“No. She isn’t.”
A whistle sounded from between his teeth. “Huh.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means I’m surprised. I thought she’d be making you pay for it.”
“Well, she isn’t.”
“That why you haven’t called Tanya?”
For fuck’s sake. “I’m. Married. Which part of this aren’t you understanding, Eoghan?”
“The entirety of that statement, Finn. I mean, I knew she was different, otherwise you’d never have put a ring on her, but after all these weeks of her being a no fly zone? I don’t know. You’re surprising me, man.”
“I didn’t realize you had such little faith in my willpower,” I retorted dryly. I knew what he wanted me to admit, I just wasn’t sure why, and because his motives weren’t clear, I was going to evade him with all my might.
“Oh, I don’t doubt you’re a strong-willed motherfucker. I’m just curious.”
“Yeah? Well, you know what curiosity did, don’t you? It killed the fucking cat.”
Though he laughed, he carried on studying me for the remainder of the twenty-minute ride. When we alighted from the cab and headed into Aidan’s office building, I could feel the tension in my shoulders ratchet up a notch.
What did Aidan want to talk about? He’d been leaving me alone to get on with my duties, and I liked it that way just fine.
“Ah, Finn, my boy,” he murmured, slapping me on the back when I made it into his office.
He bumped knuckles with Eoghan, and I had to hide a laugh at the sight. Eoghan and he had an unusual relationship. He was a lot less intense where his youngest was concerned.
“What’s wrong, Aidan?” I asked, wanting to get this shit over with. The vibrator didn’t weigh much, but having it in Aidan’s office made it feel like I was carrying a bronze statue around. I’d had two things on my to-do list this week. Buy Aoife a gun, and buy her a vibrator.
Today, when he wanted to speak with me, just had to be the day when I got her a fucking dildo, didn’t it?
“I wanted to talk to you about this shit with the Colombians.”