Chapter Eleven Quinn
A s I watched Caterina and Isla walk to the elevator, an odd feeling fluttered in my chest. It was something akin to happiness or maybe even pride that the two of them seemed to be getting along so well. Besides my mam and sister, Caterina was the most important woman in my life. Her opinion mattered to me as much as my brothers did.
“Once again, Caterina got her way,” Dare mused behind me.
Laughing, I turned to face him. “Are you surprised?”
He shook his head. “Nope. We were doomed from the moment we snatched her from that convent.”
“I suppose that’s our punishment.”
“God help us when the wain gets here. She’ll have us wrapped around her wee little finger as much as her mother does.”
“Aye. I imagine she will.” I smiled at the thought of our future niece.
Jerking his chin at the bowl, Dare asked, “Any chance of me getting some of that?”
“None.”
“Come on, Quinn. She made a lot.”
“And I have a big appetite.”
Dare grinned. “Aye for Isla’s pussy.”
“Watch yourself,” I grunted at him as I went back to my chair.
Dare leaned in across the desk. “It appears she has an appetite for your monster cock.”
“She does not.”
“She cooked for you.”
“You heard her. She was raised to do shit like that.”
Dare rolled his eyes. “The wee lass was worried about you. Women don’t spend their days off making soup for a man they don’t care about regardless of how they were raised.”
“As I told you before, it’s not happening.”
Crossing his hands over his chest, Dare countered, “You can keep telling yourself that, but you might not have a choice.”
“There’s always a choice, and unlike you, I have tight control of my cock and my emotions.”
“Yeah, your emotions. But what about Isla’s?”
I furrowed my brows at him. “What about them?”
He grinned. “Just like Caterina, maybe Isla always gets what she wants, and she clearly wants you.”
To my utter surprise, Dare’s words sent unease creeping along my spine. Was he right? Did Isla want me as much as I wanted her? Sure, we’d shared a kiss the other night, but that didn’t mean she wanted anything more from me than sex.
Or did it?
If she pursued me, there wasn’t a chance in hell I could say no. I might be able to face down the worst of enemies, but the thoughts of her sent dread through my chest. Frowning, I shifted in my chair.
When I finally met Dare’s gaze, he winked at me. “Enjoy your soup.”