Chapter 29

“That sucks. Y’know something, buddy? Both our love lives suck. Let’s get drunk.”

“Not something I can do, DB. This beer won’t even give me a buzz.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Okay, then. Let’s get back to Portia and Gregor. At least they’re happy together.”

“Yes, it seems they are.”

“So why are you flying to London and not Gregor?”

“Mother feels it would be rubbing Lord Creighton’s face in the fact that she doesn’t care for him in that way.”

“She’s a good woman. I wouldn’t have minded having her for a mom. Oh, not that my mother isn’t a great mom, but she does tend to be overprotective. The guys my older sisters dated in high school practically had to go through a background check almost as thorough as when we applied to the CIA. My youngest sister has it a bit easier now.” He grinned across the table at me. “Had I told you she’s engaged?”

“No.”

“The wedding is for this Christmas.” The mention of weddings seemed to sadden him