“I gained perspective.” “You met a woman.” Eamonn glared. “In my experience, that’s the only reason a man would change his entire outlook on life. She must be a stunning faerie to have convinced you to return home.” “She’s not Fae.” “A human?” Angus’s knife slipped and cut his thumb. Fat drops of blood dripped to the floor, but he didn’t react. “You fell for a human?” “I fell for no one.”
