Page 104 of Sweet Vengeance
“If the boy wants to speak, you should let him,” Conan says.
“He doesn’t control when I speak,” I defend…well, myself and Cillian both, but then I turn toward him. “You don’t control when I speak.” Because what the hell?
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” Cillian chuckles, and the rest of them follow suit.
My body instantly tenses.
“We’re not laughing at you,” Cillian says quietly, close to my ear. “It’s good that you stick up for yourself. You’ll earn their respect that way.”
I relax into him, feeling better.
“Speaking of sex,” Rory starts.
“We were talking about sex like ten minutes ago,” Cillian interrupts.
“We should always be talking about sex.” Rory pumps his brows at Cillian. “Anyone want to go to Paradise with me and get your dick sucked?”
“I would always like to have my dick sucked,” Finan replies. I expect Conan to say something similar, but he only shakes his head at the two of them.
“All right, then, we’re out. Don’t wait up.” Rory winks.
“Be safe,” I tell him. “Call us if you need anything.”
“I’m always safe, Bunny.”
“What world do you live in where that’s true?” Cillian asks.
“You say that as if most of the time you’re not right there with me in the shenanigans…not with the sex, though. You’ve got our boy on lockdown. He hasn’t touched anyone else since this whole thing started with you. And I mean, who can blame him because—”
“That’s enough!” Cillian warns.
“I was just going to say your boy is hot.” He looks at me. “See you later. I’ll be on my best behavior, I promise. If shit pops off, I’ll just be like…what would Ollie do?”
“Good.” I smile.
“Jesus, kid. Let’s fucking go,” Finan tells him, and the two of them head out.
Thanksgiving isn’t until tomorrow, and I wonder if all of them will be back then. Will it just be us or a huge thing with a group of them?
We bounce around, talking to different people all night. The bond between Cillian and his aunt is clear, and I’m glad he’s always had her. She makes a point to talk to me a lot too, trying to get to know me, I assume, because I’m important toher nephew.
It’s around eleven when Tiernan asks, “Do you want us to stay here tonight?”
“No. I’m good. Go stay with your mom. Have breakfast with her or some shit,” Cillian answers. “Rory will be back later anyway.”
“Okay,” Tiernan answers. “Call if you need us.”
Dean tells me goodbye, and then the two of them, Aislin, and Fia are the next to go.
“Let’s go to my room.” Cillian nods toward the stairs.
“What about our things?”
“They were brought up earlier.”
“Someone brought our things to our room?”
He waggles his brows playfully. “Stick with me, and you’ll be treated like a king.”
