looked at each other.
It was time.
“Actually.” Reid stepped toward me and I drew slowly up from the sofa to meet him. He slid his arm around my waist and cuddled me into his side. I could hear his heart thudding fast and loud at my ear. It was just as fast and loud as my own. “Evan and I have something to tell you. I hope it’s good news.” Despite the dramatic gasp my mum emitted, our eyes were on Patrick. Reid repeated, “I really hope so, Pat.”
Patrick was expressionless.
“You’re together?” Dad asked, pushing up out of his armchair.
“Yes, sir,” Reid replied. “I love your daughter very much.”
I would never grow bored hearing that.
“Oh my God,” Mum cried out, hurrying over to hug us. “This is wonderful news!”
I laughed at her exuberance, relieved as Dad drew Reid into another hug, this one including a hard, clap on the back and the murmured words, “You take care of her, or else.”
“I promise,” Reid replied solemnly.
“Come here,” Annie said as Mum stepped aside. She was sniffling now, like we’d just announced we were having a baby or something. I stepped into Annie’s welcoming hug and she whispered in my ear, “I’m so happy it’s you.”
“I love him,” I promised her, tears thick in my throat.
“I’ve known that a while, sweetheart.” She cupped my face again and beamed. “I was just waiting for my son to notice. Thankfully, he’s a smart one.”
I laughed at that as Reid overheard, huffing good-naturedly before hugging his mum.
All of that was lovely.
More than lovely.
It was a better reaction than either of us could have hoped for.
Yet there was an ominous silence from Patrick’s spot on the sofa.
Reid took my hand in his, squeezing it tight. “Well, Pat?”
My big brother leaned his elbows on his knees and stared up at us. “She’s my wee sister.”
I blanched.
Uh oh.
“I know,” Reid replied. “But I can’t help how I feel about her.”
His gaze came to me now. “He’s thirteen years older than you.”
“That means nothing to me. It’s just a number.”
“He’s your boss.”
“We’ll make it work.”
“People will talk.”
“We don’t care.”
Patrick looked at Reid. “You never stick a relationship out.”
Reid’s hand tensed in mine. “Evan is different.”
Patrick stood up. He was shorter than Reid by two inches, but somehow he seemed bigger than all of us in that moment. “If you hurt her, I will kill you.”
It wasn’t an empty threat.
“Patrick,” Mum admonished. “You’re ruining a happy moment.”
“No, it’s fine,” Reid assured. He released me to walk over to his best friend. He held out his hand to Patrick. “This is my promise to take care of her. You’ve trusted me in the past. Trust me now.”
Patrick eyed the offering. Then returned his gaze to Reid’s. “I’ve never had to trust you with anything as valuable as Evan before.”
Okay, so my heart melted at that.
Tears pricked my eyes as I felt Mum squeeze my shoulder. Flicking a look at Dad, I saw nothing but pride for Patrick on his face.
“I know,” Reid’s voice was hoarse. “I’ll earn that trust, Pat. I promise you.”
We all held our breath as silence stretched between them … and then, finally, my big brother shook Reid’s hand.
Mum blew a loud puff of air out between her lips. “Oh, thank God for that.”
The atmosphere was strange after our announcement. While Annie and Mum brimmed over with joy, Dad was chilled as ever, but Patrick’s uncharacteristic brooding caused tension. Reid and I sat together, casting each other concerned looks. The last thing I wanted was to cause a breakdown in their lifelong friendship.
Mum refused to acknowledge the tension, continuing on as if Patrick was fine.
We’d just finished exchanging gifts when Mum told Dad to come and help her put together the breakfast in the kitchen.
“Can you wait?” Reid asked.
Mum paused from standing up from sitting on the arm of Dad’s chair. “Why?”
“There’s one last gift to give out.” There was a slight nervous tremor in Reid’s voice that alerted me.
“Oh?” Annie asked.
Reid nodded, his expression serious, almost strained, as he stood up and retrieved his jacket from over the back of a dining room chair. Confused, I watched him remove something small and dark out of the pocket.
I was less confused when he returned and went down on one knee in front of me.
Blood whooshed in my ears. Shock immobilized me.
Was this happening?
Was this a joke?
WHAT?
I gaped at Reid in question, seeing a jumble of emotions fight for supremacy in his gaze. Then his hands moved in front of