Iris
Thankfully, our first night in Ordan, Miles was too excited to see the twins and Brian and Liam to ask about Arthur. That doesn’t mean that Brian and Liam didn’t ask, though.
“Girl, is he following you?” Liam asked last night over much-needed glasses of wine. “It seems like everywhere you are lately, there he is.”
I rolled my eyes and waved him off. But even now, as the morning sun streams through the window of my shared—temporary—bedroom with Miles, I can’t help but think back on yesterday.
I’m not sure if Arthur will try to meddle again, but I hope he won’t. Especially not after the way he actually insinuated that I only brought Miles here for inheritance money.
“Bastard,” I mutter out loud before I can stop myself.
Miles, who’s just beginning to stir, rolls
