Page 87 of Tempting Irish

I just shrug and glance away, because I have no idea what his problemis.

There’s a murmur from the guests as Aiden and Shane make their way down theaisle.

Aiden gives a small nod to Owen and Cillian as he stands at the front of the church, looking handsome in his tux. Even Shane’s wearing one, which brings a smile to my lips, since he looks so uncomfortable init.

Owen reaches for my hand when the music starts, glancing at me briefly with stormy eyes and an unreadable expression. “We need to talk after this isover.”

“Are you upset about something?” I whisper, wanting to know now what’s botheringhim.

His jaw ticks, and his nostrils flare slightly. “Later.”

Delaney walks down the aisle carrying a small bouquet of white lilies, and Owen’s attention is diverted. We stand as the music changes and Emer appears, walking with her arm linked with Agnus’, whose face is glowing withpride.

“She looks beautiful,” Iwhisper.

Owen grunts a reply, his eyes distant, only confirming my fears that this really is because ofEmer.

He only seems to grow more tense as the vows are exchanged. He doesn’t say a word to me, but he doesn’t release my hand, either. If anything, his grip onlytightens.

“What’s wrong with you?” I mumble, when the ceremony is over, and he’s ushering me out of the church, ignoring the paparazzi and reporters as his security team helps us to hiscar.

“Nothing,” he grumbles, placing a pair of avatar sunglasses over his eyes, making him seem even moreimpenetrable.

I’m met with more brooding silence as we drive back to the hotel where the reception is beingheld.

“Are you upset withme?”

“No.”

“Because you’re kind of acting like ajerk.”

His lips thin, but he keeps his gaze focused on the road. “This whole day has methinking…”

“Aboutwhat?”

He glances over at me, but I can’t see his eyes behind the dark tintedglasses.

“I don’t think ye should go back to theStates.”

Oh.

“Not yet,” he saysquickly.

Not yet. Meaning he’snot yetdone with me. Which means, at one point, he willbe.

“I have to,” Imutter.

“Why?”

I think about telling him about the lawyer Frank hired. But I know he’ll just want to get involved. It’s time I dealt with whatever legal implications or charges Frank has pressed against me. I can’t keep running, even if it means suffering theconsequences.

“There are things I need to deal with backhome-”

“This is yourhome.”

“Not according to my driver’slicense.”

Hegrunts.

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