Page 13 of Royally Hacked Belle & Flame
“I’m sorry? What does that mean?”
Nana finally intervenes. “Iris, give the girl a break. She’s had a long trip. Let’s just enjoy the evening, shall we?”
Mom sits up straighter, her hands balling into fists. “If you won’t explain what’s going on or bring your fiancé here to meet me, then I’ll just have to go to you.”
I splutter, choking on air. “Excuse me? Come to us where?”
“In Ireland. Isn’t that where you live? What town, I’m not sure you’ve ever told me.”
I look frantically over at Nana, who sits up straighter. “When would you have time to visit, Iris? Calm down.”
“I have time right now,” she says, reaching into her pocket for her phone. “When is your return flight Alixandrea? I’ll see if there are still seats left.”
“Wait, no!”
She narrows her eyes dangerously at me. “Why not?”
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
I look at Nana, who just shrugs. “Should have faked your death,” she mutters.
My mom rounds on Nana. “What was that? Do you know what’s going on here?”
I pinch the skin on the bridge of my nose and close my eyes. “Okay, mom, fine. You win. There’s something I need to tell you.”
Mom’s face splits into a smug grin and she puts her phone back in her pocket before settling back on the couch. “I’m all ears.”
