Page 48 of Three Irish Kings

Am I making a chink in his armor? Or is there a secret side to him that is worthy of trying to fight to unearth from deep inside him?

I sit up slowly and realize Cillian is still in the recliner, watching television. The same show I was watching, but a few episodes in.

I grin slowly. “Did you get into it?”

“Huh?” He turns to face me, his face slightly flushed. “No. No, I’m not watching. Just sitting here.”

“Theresa really needs to drop Ian and go for David.”

“What? No, she doesn’t. Ian is the best, he loves her.”

I smirk at him.

Cillian groans. “You were testing me, weren’t you?”

“Knew you were watching.”

He breathes out slowly through his nostrils. “There was nothing else to do.”

Not like you have a tiny computer in your pocket or a remote to change channels.

But I don’t say it. I don’t want to push my luck.

Cillian and I seem to be in a good place right now. I’ve developed a small rapport, and I don’t want to ruin all the progress I’ve made.

But what I have done is make a decision.

I have to give a little to get a little, and hopefully I can convince them that I am not this Maggie person... that is if I give them a little more.

I take a deep breath.

“I want you to call the guys. I’ve decided to confess.”

Cillian starts. “You’ve decided to finally come clean?”

I shrug. “It’s about time, isn’t it?”

Cillian watches me, slowly standing up and taking his phone out of his pocket. “This isn’t some trick, is it?”

“I know you’re too fast for me. I can’t go anywhere.”

Even though he has to know that I can’t escape, he watches me as he makes the call.

His light green eyes on me send a shudder of arousal through me.

“Boss? Maggie wants to confess.”

He listens for a moment.

“Aye. See you soon.” Then he disconnects the call. “They’re on the way,” he grunts, pacing around the room, looking through the curtains and waiting for them.

There’s an awkward silence, but for once, I don’t try to fill it. I’m actually terrified that this isn’t going to work. That somehow, they’ll still keep thinking I’m this Maggie bitch forever, and I’ll never get away.

It’s only about half an hour before Liam and Dare arrive, both of them coming inside.

Dare looks nervous, his forest green eyes bright, but Liam looks almost bored.

“What is it that you wanted to tell us,a ghrá?”Dare asks in a soft voice, and Liam just stares at me as the door swings shut behind them.