Cam opened his mouth to respond. Saint stepped between us and swiped my knife. He turned his back on Cam and held my gaze for a long second before he found his words. “Will you come somewhere with me?” “Now?” “It’s close.” Well, all right then. Saint didn’t ask much of me in return for the love he didn’t give any other woman. If he wanted me to accompany him to Dublin and back before dinner, I’d do it.
