“I’m sorry, Dil. I’m so, so sorry.” Ash cries into his shoulder.
“Shush.” He hugs her tight. “You don’t have to apologize. But I do need you to promise me you’ll stay away from him. He’s a selfish prick to keep preying on your emotions like this. He had his chance with you, and he blew it. Tough shit if he’s not happy. That’s all on him.”
She sniffles, nodding.
“He’s not good for you, Ash,” Dillon continues. “You deserve so much better than Cillian.” Our eyes lock through the mirror as he repeats the words he said to me, a little over an hour ago. “You deserve better than Jamie too,” he adds, shocking both me and his sister.
Poor Ash. She looks like she’s going to throw up. “You know?” she croaks. He nods. “How?”
“I’ve had my suspicions since last summer. I asked him once, and he denied it, so I let it go.” Dillon looks briefly out the window as I pull out onto the highway. “I warned him off you, and I probably shouldn’t have done that.” He looks back at his sister. “I just wanted to protect you. You were vulnerable, and I didn’t want anyone else to hurt you. Jamie is sound, but I’m not sure he has it in him to do the relationship thing.”
“No one thought that about you either, and now look at you,” Ash says, peering up at him.
Dillon smiles softly at me. “Valid point.” I return his smile, wishing I could kiss him right now. Dillon looks at his sister again. “Which is why when he asked me this morning if he could go out with you, I said I wasn’t the one he should be asking.”
Ash jerks her head up. “Wait! He told you about us? This morning?”
Amusement lingers in Dillon’s tone. “Yes, this morning when I went home to get changed.”
“Oh God.” Ash buries her head in her hands. “I’m such an idiot. I was feeling low and upset after our argument last night, and that dickhead Cillian played on my vulnerabilities. Jamie won’t want anything to do with me when he finds out.”
“Ahem.” I clear my throat. I’m not having that. “Jamie’s been fucking Aoife and God knows who else for months.” I hate double standards.
“He hasn’t been with her since April,” Ash says. “We’ve only been with each other, and it was an unspoken rule that it stays like that.” She has a point, and she shouldn’t have fucked anyone else, especially not her cheating ex, but Jamie hasn’t been a saint either. He’s hurt her, and it’s clear Ash’s broken parts aren’t mended—they’re only glued together. I’m going to suggest she sees my therapist when we’re alone. Sheila has really helped me to process my feelings and move on, and I think Ash could use her support too.
“You weren’t officially going out,” Dillon says. “And it’s only an issue if you tell him. I don’t see that he needs to know.”
“You mean you’re not going to tell him?” Her jaw slackens.
He shakes his head. “I’m not.” His mouth curls into a lopsided grin. “Don’t look so shocked, Ash. You’re my sister.”
“But he’s your best friend.”
“He is, but you’re my sister. If it comes to sides, I’m always on yours.”
“Well, what’s the impression of your first Irish wedding?” Dillon asks, twirling me around the dance floor of the ballroom of the gorgeous hotel just outside Gorey, County Wexford.
“It’s been magical. You can just feel the love in the air.” I beam up at him, throwing my head back as he spins me around.
He chuckles, pulling me in close to his chest. “You’re such a romantic.” His arms encircle my waist.
I swat his chest. “Says the man who sang a song he wrote for me at his brother’s wedding.” My throat swells, and I choke up.
“Oh God. Don’t cry again,” he says, looking genuinely panicked.
My lower lip wobbles, and happy tears well in my eyes. “I still can’t believe you did that.”
Fiona and Shane hired a local band to play at their wedding because they wanted their brothers to enjoy the night, not to have to entertain their guests. However, the band was a good sport and let the guys play a few songs while they took a short break.
Ash barely held me together as Dillon told the whole wedding that “Terrify Me” was a song he’d written for me and about me. Thank God, Ash had the foresight to record it on her cell—and I’m sure the official videographer captured it too—because I was in such shock I didn’t fully appreciate the lyrics or the fact it’s a much softer, more romantic sound for Toxic Gods.