Hero (Marry the Scot, #3) by Jolie Vines

Author:Jolie Vines [Vines, Jolie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: www.jolievines.com/newsletter
Published: 2019-06-05T16:00:00+00:00

One scenic flight later, I paused at the castle’s heavy oak door with an aching heart. Months ago, I’d left the place feeling like the worst kind of letdown. I’d rebuilt some of that damaged pride but I’d missed my family more and more as the months passed. It was time to make changes.

I swung open the door and marched in.

Callum stomped across the great hall, meeting me halfway.

“Gordain!” He threw his arms around me, crushing me to him.

I did the same, smacking him hard on the back. “Congratulations,” I mumbled.

“Ah, ye should see them! Bonniest wee bairns you ever saw. The lass has the loudest yell.”

“One’s a girl?”

“Aye! A girl and a boy.”

I pushed off him and stared. Twins had existed in our family going back centuries, but always boys. A pair of twins was the reason the estate was split down the middle, carving up the land that Lachlan and Callum separately owned.

“No! We’ve never had that. It’s always been lads.”

“I know! Come meet them.”

Callum slung an arm over my shoulder and guided me across the great hall, filling me in on the grisly details of the birth. We jogged up the internal staircase and then up the narrow stairs to the solar. Inside, the older pair of twins sprawled on the couch, gazing into a cot.

“Hey, bro. Asleep,” Ally mouthed, pointing down. “Wake them, and Mathilda will kill us all.”

I tiptoed over and peered into the cot at the two smallest members of my family. God, they were adorable. Fair, fluffy down for hair, and scrunched-up faces.

“Lennox and Skye,” Callum said, gazing over my shoulder. “They’re more than happy to meet their oldest uncle.”

I parted my lips in surprise. Lennox was my middle name. “Well, hello, sweethearts,” I whispered to the sleeping bairns. “Aren’t you bonnie?”

Mathilda shuffled out of the bedroom, bundled up in a dressing gown and moving gingerly. I wrapped her in a hug.

“They’re perfect,” I said. “You did good.”

She immediately began to cry. “It’s perfect now you’re back. We heard the helicopter. Oh, Gordain. We’ve all missed you so much.”

“That’s the hormones talking,” Ally said softly. “She cried at me bringing her a glass of water.”

“Seriously, though.” Callum pulled his wife into his arms. She snuggled down, her face weary and her eyes closing, though her head remained cocked towards the cot. My brother raised his chin at me. “I’ve wanted ye home. It hasnae been the same.”

Mathilda elbowed him in the ribs.

“And I’m sorry,” Callum added. “I was an unhelpful fucker when ye left. I should have been a better brother.”

“Language,” Mathilda chided without opening her eyes. “Babies present.”

“They’re not even a day old! They cannae ken swears from anything else I’m saying,” he protested then laid a soft kiss on his wife’s head.

I choked, welling up, overwhelmed by the scene. It was time I confided in my family. About my problems with the RAF to start with. Then, in time, about Ella. I’d always acted alone, shouldering my problems, taking myself off to lick my wounds.

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