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“Sure it is. I’m feeling optimistic.”

“I have no idea why you’re pissed, Daisy,” Jason said. “But if Mum wants to have her own food, then it’s not a problem.”

“I am kidding. I thought it was amusing. Looks like it’s too soon for Daisy.”

“It’ll be way too soon for these guys when you tell them too,” Daisy said and then turned to Jason. “Let’s see if you’re all smiles then.”

Daisy huffed and folded her arms over her chest, feeling like she would throw a tantrum. But then she remembered she might be the youngest of her siblings but still the most mature.

“All right. Why don’t we go back to mine? I made a whole batch of chilli for us to eat after we made friends with our sister. So one more and a bunch of boxes will make it more fun,” Jason said.

“Well, there are a dozen more on the other side of the door. If we all took one, and the guys took two, could we get them across?” Imelda asked, looking hopeful.

“How much did he sneak out of this place?” Archer asked.

“All the important stuff. But he wrote a lot of it out too. All his diaries are in there. He wrote diaries from a reallyyoung age and never shared them with anyone. He hid them in my bedroom to prevent discovery.

“Have you read them?” Jason asked.

“Yeah. They were dispatched with me when I left the island, and then as he filled each one, we left them at my house in Scotland. Far away from Cynthia’s paranoid prying eyes.”

“Right. Good job, we all have the day off,” Archer said. “Let’s go and get settled in.”

Daisy moved to where Nate was and wrapped her arms around his waist, looking up and resting her chin on his chest.

“Still glad you married me?”

“Never been surer, Daisy. I can’t see my life ever being boring. I never had siblings, so to have three brothers-in-law and their wives and fiancé is crazy mad with the noise and the banter, but I’m really happy.”

“Not just because you love my bath?”

“Not just because of the bath, no,” he teased.

Nate quickly kissed her and then helped her with her coat.

“Come on, let’s go hear the bombshells,” Daisy said.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Daisy

Daisy felt good being in the company of her brothers and the girls. By the time they’d eaten and Isobel had been put down, there wasn’t much energy left to plough through history, so they decided to leave the revelations for another day.

Nate held Daisy’s hand as they walked the frosty path to their home and approached the back door.

“Give me the keys,” Nate said, pressing a kiss to her lips.

“They’re in my pocket. Feel free to rummage,” she said and grinned at him.

Nate cupped her breasts over her coat and squeezed. She let out a laugh.

“That is not my pocket,” she said.

“You said I could rummage,” Nate replied as his hands went to her bottom. He hauled her against his body and wrapped her tightly against him.

“Harder,” she whispered.

He squeezed her tighter and buried his face in her neck. “This okay?”

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