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“Two,” I call out after her in warning.
She looks back and narrows her eyes at me. I give her a look to let her know that shit doesn’t faze me one bit. Taegan and Halley burst into laughter.
“I knew I liked you. About time someone put that bitch in her place. Fucking psycho,” Halley says.
“She’s a monster of my own making. I allowed her to think she could get away with that shit for too long. Dylan only gives her a pass because of me. I should have told him a long time ago how I truly feel about her ass,” Taegan says and rolls her eyes.
“You can tell Dylan thank you, but no thank you. I’ll pass on dinner. I’m going to head home.”
“Cee, Cee, did you hear? Dylan wants us to come to his place for dinner. He has a gift for my birthday. When are we leaving?”
Taegan shrugs as she gives me a mischievous smile. “The kid was upstairs with me when I got the call.”
“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath.
CHAPTER 18
Original O’Brien
Dylan
I walkinto my father’s study as he sits there on a call. The house smells of Mom’s cooking, making my stomach growl. If I didn’t already have plans, I would stay for dinner.
“Aye, we do need to talk. It’s time. I can be in Inverness within the week,” he says into the phone.
I lean into the doorjamb and fold my arms over my chest as he listens to the person on the other side before continuing. “No, it’s not a problem. Logan and LaSalle haven’t changed their minds. This was all a minor setback.
“Things will be back on track soon. I’ll just be your point man once again until Logan returns.”
My brows shoot up. What could he need to go to Scotland for? What could it have to do with Logan and LaSalle? Cole is now the Lord over the O’Brien clan since our grandda’s demise.
Uncle Finlay isn’t ready to step down as far as I know, so my curiosity is piqued as I listen to my da’s words. It’s not lost on methat Brooklyn has been going to Scotland and Ireland a lot. My curiosity is growing.
My da glances at me and gives me a nod as he ends the call. I step fully into the room and round the desk. Placing a hand on his shoulder, I then give it a squeeze and lean down to kiss the top of his head. When I go to pull away, he grabs my forearm with a surprisingly strong grip.
He then turns to look at my knuckles. “Ach, I see Cole had ya go take care of that problem. Get some ice from yer ma. How are ya, lad?”
“Can’t complain. What about ye?”
He looks up at me with his green eyes and narrows his gaze as if trying to see if I’m telling a fib. When he finds what he’s looking for, a huge smile comes to his face. He stands and pulls me into a hug.
“I don’t tell ya how proud I am of ya enough. How’s the gym?”
“We’re doing good. I might have a new fighter and a new potential coming on,” I say with a grin.
My thoughts go to Ciara and Ciarán. While I would put Ciara in a fight today, I have a few things I want to work on with Ciarán. Stamina and strength are what I plan to focus on first.
“It makes me sick what ye boys have gone through because of me da. We’re going to make things right. In the end, it will all be right,” he says cryptically, pulling me from my thoughts.
“Am I missing something here, Da?”
He pats my cheek. “No, no. Are ya staying for dinner?”
“Ach, no. I’m having dinner with a friend. I’ll come by soon to spend some time with you and Ma.”
“Aye, next time bring yer friend with ya. Yer ma already gives me shit because I don’t force ye boys to come around more. She’s even starting in on Con and Kate. For fuck’s sake, ye all have lives. Just do yer oul fella a favor and stop in more.”
I chuckle. “I’ve got you, Da, promise.”
