Chapter 248: A big slumber party
Fiona didn’t get to pursue more of the conversation as Lucian came back, with Sir Forsythe and Edgar.
Edgar looked very worse for wear. He looked tired, exhausted actually, and his hat was a little bent out of shape. His clothes were askew, and both Cass and Fiona stiffened. It was Lady Ava who rushed to him, pushing her chair back and letting out a cry.
"Eddie! Did you get into a fight with Father?" She asked, concern written all over her face. It didn’t seem fake, either. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for his cheek and Edgar chuckled.
"Nothing out of the ordinary, is it? But no, this time it was from Gideon." Edgar said, and a weight filled the garden. Cass had thought he had a lot to unpack, but Edgar and Lord Ridgewood were best friends since childhood. There had to be a lot that they needed to unpack because of his actions.
Lucian whistled, looking disinterested.
"Cass, your Forsythe is back." He called, shoving Sir Forsythe by the shoulder towards Cass, but making sure he didn’t stumble into the ’siblings’. "Your realtor looked terrified like I was going to eat him." Lucian said and Cass felt his lips turn up just thinking about that. There were two ways the eating could go.
The first was obvious. He was dragon, Mr. Collins was assumingly a regular human, nom nom, there he goes.
The second way...Well, it made sense why Mr. Collins would be terrified each way. Cass had learned things about Lucian that he wasn’t all that happy that he’d learned. Cass felt his gaze drift to Lucian’s lower body and then jerked his gaze back up.
He should not be thinking that, or doing anything like that right now. Holy hell, Cass. The dragon could read your damn fucking mind. Do not have idle thoughts. Especially about him. It will only encourage him.
It didn’t seem like anyone had noticed, and that was the only saving grace that Cass got. Sir Forsythe looked a little pissed to be referred to as Cass’, but he clearly held his tongue as he stumbled, recovered quickly, and made his way towards Cass.
"Mr. Collins was kind enough to give me directions, but I have been there before, my Lord." Sir Forsythe told him and Cass nodded.