Chapter Forty
Walking up to the bar, Lola felt her heart clench at the laugh that Lu let out. It was deep and full, more carefree than she had heard before from him.
Merrow’s arm brushed against hers and she glanced at the other man. Watching the tense way he held himself as he looked between Lu and the other patrons.
“Lu,” Lola said as she stepped closer to him. He turned, she could see the flush of his cheeks and she wondered how much he’d had to drink.
“Ah, there she is. Mo nighean bhòidheach.” He said with a wide smile, Lola stepped closer to him and he snaked an arm around her waist pulling her into his lap.
Lola sat stiffly perched on his knees as she looked between him and the bartender.
“I was worried about you.”
“Nothing to worry about my love,” Lu said as he brou
